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no part of this, was ever going to be perfect. life will always be slightly divergent, only to return with gray hairs, carrying shepherds of fear behind it, always tugging on your outlines, only you can decide what stays in.
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May 1
May 1, 2026 at 11:35 PM UTC
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no part of this, was ever going to be perfect. life will always be slightly divergent, only to return with gray hairs, carrying shepherds of fear behind it, always tugging on your outlines, only you can decide what stays in.
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May 1
May 1, 2026 at 11:35 PM UTC
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