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There is a very fine line,

between life and death,

and sometimes I do not

know which to consume me.

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We weren't okay.

So instead, we were alive.

Because death hadn't taken us yet.

So not being okay, was okay.

All in all, we were simply alive.

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so, new story

i'm excited for this

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