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my face distorted my soul immortal windswept by the winds of fate they alter my shape my face my name feel like i am just a pawn in the game moved and changed by the same winds of fate who make me age from fool to sage myself, outdone they'll never stop telling me: "go on" they blow on till i lived the life of everyone till i am again no one they blow on they blow on
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Apr 8, 2025
Apr 8, 2025 at 6:34 AM UTC
windswept
my face distorted my soul immortal windswept by the winds of fate they alter my shape my face my name feel like i am just a pawn in the game moved and changed by the same winds of fate who make me age from fool to sage myself, outdone they'll never stop telling me: "go on" they blow on till i lived the life of everyone till i am again no one they blow on they blow on
raffael
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Apr 8, 2025
Apr 8, 2025 at 6:34 AM UTC
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