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think of the first pair of eyes you've can remember well focus on those eyes what do you see what do they see what do you see what do they see you're not alone where i 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 all a my trash could be a home but when i and the ⓘⓢⓛⓐⓝⓓ unto 𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 dᵣᵢfₜᵢₙg in some nave impulse that ᖴᖇᘿᘿdom from the a w a r e n e s s and interaction of others is the high is the for sake of which is the really i'm just tired sometimes running through my house and home in endless m𝑜𝓃𝑒otony of bland land cont𝑜𝓃𝑒ntment which is some how an appeal if it could only appeal to me or my 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎s indecision to 🄱🄴 🄵🄸🅁🄴 toward anything other than partial (like full or empty, which mak...View all