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THE SATURDAY

Vividly its coming Imagine it figured Conquering its occurring Maturing as it grows A pencil is meant to write An ink is meant to be refilled A paper is meant to be written on And words are meant to be read Slimmer as it boils Aborting as it leaves the fakeness Completing as it receives the originality The race has been ran

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Date: 12/1/2020 11:26:00 AM
Its a reflection on one self, your true self.
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