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No fuel

Here to see something more

I is bleak I used to care 

for me I don't know why

teeth rotting lost a war

gone forever too

csnt see you for the I

start again a dream

a thought of me

a man just 

rot

eternity 

◄ Will Ponder

Fear of you ►

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