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❛ i used to think that destiny is my childhood friend
until it drowned me in overflowing waters,
made me walk on boiling asphalt
and made me cry like my body
is the oceanbut i stopped the idea of regret
when i realized that it brought you,
a blooming 4 o'clock
and a thought at 2 am. ❜
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exploding galaxies // -silvermist
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