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Falling Action Finality

trying to relax in the middle of constant noise though it is just you and me pretending with glee attempting to smile and present myself with believable poise though it is just you and me with crayons creating a sloppy version of 'free' deep inside we can feel ourselves drifting further away the blood of our wounded bond is disguised by invisible ink there is no value or gain in the useless game that we play when we do not even try to unite the original root of the link

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