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Unraveling
I am unraveling at the seams.
Inching closer and closer to point of no return.
I cannot mourn the passing of things;
What need of it when you see glory within the flames.
Inching closer and closer to point of no return.
I cannot mourn the passing of things;
What need of it when you see glory within the flames.
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