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| deb |
the snow here lingers for weeks even when it's warm and should be melting- tiny snowflakes flitter in the air dancing on the nonexistant wind that holds me here against my will- i want to fly from here i want to fly from here i want to fly from here i want to fly from here to the warmth of you |
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| chanaka |
beat their brains out against my window pane would that i could join them |
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