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2-1924 Pride blinds yr vision, Yearning to see things as they truly are, I perceive. Ok, hell is other people, Yet without them, y become even worse. You shut yr eyes, And ten days later, y remain alone in the same bed. We grew tangled, n y ceased reading my texts. What a world, I love u.
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