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If the body were a temple, so i stay right there. To just exist, to stand- without excuse. Just to be there, following truths despite allowed- With candles, ink, hurt and colours proud. And this heart of mine, was barking loud.
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Feb 17
Feb 17, 2026 at 3:22 PM UTC
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If the body were a temple, so i stay right there. To just exist, to stand- without excuse. Just to be there, following truths despite allowed- With candles, ink, hurt and colours proud. And this heart of mine, was barking loud.
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Feb 17
Feb 17, 2026 at 3:22 PM UTC
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