poems i couldn't say
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My eyes ache when I look around, there's still so much more to look for As the end is near and yet so far Here is the past version of me Sitting with a pink quartz and some mental potential Sorrowed, wined, loved, cried, broken, joyed, healed How did I even end up here? Maybe I am just a little boy All because of you Maybe I am just young
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