four : tired.

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ᬊᬁ : get a guitar

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he darkness of the early morning hours shrouded wonbin's escape, the silence a heavy blanket that suffocated him.

he slipped out of the house at 5 am, the world still shrouded in an inky blackness that seemed to swallow everything whole. the air was crisp, the chill of dawn biting at his skin as he breathed a sigh of relief.

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