These words,
My words,
Are my anchors.
My memories,
These thoughts,
That can never be erased.
My stamp,
My contribution,
To this cold and empty world.
Read them,
Burn them,
Come and find me.
My words,
Are my anchors.
My memories,
These thoughts,
That can never be erased.
My stamp,
My contribution,
To this cold and empty world.
Read them,
Burn them,
Come and find me.
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