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Hazel Valley Fever
This light begins heating
And worn now
Days wont bring back the subconscious feeling of love
To the foreground
Exhausted with wings
"What is the deadline?" She asked.
"It's troubling"
I miss you so much
I miss you so much
I miss you so much
I miss you so much
I miss you so much
So when the night draws
The day is paint thinner
Psychosis pulls back your...
Sunday 12th September 2021 2:05 pm
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