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It's circling around my head, all the things you never said. I can't keep up with them. I know in the end that I'll run back to you again. You pull me in skin to skin. I'm crumbling away. Don't say a word. Wallflower. Fate, are you innate? Because a mirror feels like tallies on my faith. With all this mark in time, I feel your eyes expecting me to affix my gaze and keep my focus on the drain I'm circling.
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