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sing not to me i have not gone i remain waiting in the leaves of dawn first thought peculiar second forlorn mourn not my patience for its been long gone and i see its not to be maybe its lost maybe its ADHD my mind is fucked my intentions are gruff my stains never fade my tone's scary and stuff prematurely it's me i'm definitely lost grant me season passes ill repress the cost
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