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Pity me, Pity me not. A simple game, Is all I've got. Will you find woe in my struggle? Or is everything I juggle, Part of normal life for a muggle. Where's the magic I've heard of, Silent midnights full of love, A siren's seductive song. Searching for it, I end up crashing, Shored upon the rocks.
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May 28, 2025
May 28, 2025 at 9:02 AM UTC
Without Magic
Pity me, Pity me not. A simple game, Is all I've got. Will you find woe in my struggle? Or is everything I juggle, Part of normal life for a muggle. Where's the magic I've heard of, Silent midnights full of love, A siren's seductive song. Searching for it, I end up crashing, Shored upon the rocks.
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The Border Between Brains
May 28, 2025
May 28, 2025 at 9:02 AM UTC
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