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who am i being? what am i doing? fuck it i don't know. i don't know about anything anymore. i don't know why i hold onto things. lost but not forgotten . i guess the first hits you hardest. the end violently.
the window cut rooftop realized dream of some long forgotten town. when dreams were more . with enmity less and when the lovers adored .
the window cut rooftop realized dream of some long forgotten town. when dreams were more . with enmity less and when the lovers adored .