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on the precipice of another beautiful dawn that tastes like ashes burning holes in your airway, and if you cried then would it really be wrong to mourn a loss before it happens in case you're not there? and when you can't hold what's taken from you, all of the names on the list they'll add to the endless toll, you hope that darkness is sweet and merciful, too, as you await on the precipice of another beautiful dawn.
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Dec 24, 2025
Dec 24, 2025 at 3:16 AM UTC
precipice
on the precipice of another beautiful dawn that tastes like ashes burning holes in your airway, and if you cried then would it really be wrong to mourn a loss before it happens in case you're not there? and when you can't hold what's taken from you, all of the names on the list they'll add to the endless toll, you hope that darkness is sweet and merciful, too, as you await on the precipice of another beautiful dawn.
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31/F/Germany
Dec 24, 2025
Dec 24, 2025 at 3:16 AM UTC
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