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... with waiting and misplaced, misselfed missing, rising always from the bottom of the past above Slowly i know i'm already over, untalented with rage of redefineness ( Hurt me, Call me, write foward...) Endingly, i know my misery has no boundaries Reconnected with that falling pain that keeps me alive ( Hear me...i'm calling u out...within...searching my best self dive ...) All in all, describing ...

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