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So here I am, searching amongst the pasteboard things, again.
Looking for the right card, and how fatalistic that I always end up here, at some point, in the forward ways, time and again, like this is the only place for me.
Wish I could wind right round again, remember again, remove myself- this time round.
At least there's darkness, and there's always hiding, and trying.
Looking for the right card, and how fatalistic that I always end up here, at some point, in the forward ways, time and again, like this is the only place for me.
Wish I could wind right round again, remember again, remove myself- this time round.
At least there's darkness, and there's always hiding, and trying.