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until the moment I see you I'm never as sure as the time beforehand and over and over again, I cower My strengths involve certainties and convictions and feelings of power (maybe) until the day I wake up sad I will never stop believing the mornings are so hopeful fresh, promising, and I LOVE myself in them until I can anticipate you I don't know what to do time is hurting me, the evenings are so low I barely believe that this is eluding me, would one deliberately be so slow

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