Scattered thoughts

LETTURE 61
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Parti 7
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LETTURE 61
Voti 3
Parti 7
Tempo 7m

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Just a collection of my spilled thoughts at 3 in the morning. I just really want to put it somewhere. It feels wrong to keep it in. 



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