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I’m afraid of plucking away at old memories. They bite. It hurts. And the more I remember, The more I’m consumed. Don’t forget, Poison remains poison. The antidote is up to you.
I’m afraid of plucking away at old memories. They bite. It hurts. And the more I remember, The mor...
I’m afraid of plucking away at old memories
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