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Lachrymo
Another empty day
Pills to fill the space
But I feel the wisps of wind
Tearing me down again
Falling into a pool
Of my own disdain
Pills to fill the space
But I feel the wisps of wind
Tearing me down again
Falling into a pool
Of my own disdain
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