Not me shit posting here just to prevent THE THOUGHT from occurring.
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After an autumn of ends led to silence,
Winters cloak cover the tracks of the tyrants
Spring couldn't bring on the promise of june
With no voice to sing and nothing to bloom.
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i swear im nice, i just have anger issues 𖦹°‧
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