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while my lips struggle to form a last appeal.. i, dazed with presence graced, had space made where i laid and lost me.. saw her wander out cloudlessly towards the edge, i told her not to go.. she didn't know? did so.. yet here's her bitter shell to show... inaccurate dizziness... in place of a way better mess
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a way better mess..
a lack of word found her, fast... she turned back and gasped..
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