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werewolf
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is it ever too late to be what we might've been if we see it? if so, i've let a million worlds slip through my fingers because i liked the way it felt. but i'd trade them all in for one world. one world i've imagined where tomorrow will feel like something i remembered. a future from my past. i'm becoming just who i thought i'd be. i'm surprising myself by not surprising myself for once. i don't know, i'm walking into a house, i'm opening a door, everything seems like a dream. i want you to be waiting somewhere within. but i just don't know. could be another lonely night. that could be what's really there behind every window and every mirror.
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