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you hold life in your hands broken, returning to sand upon this cliff where many have taken their lives broken. shattered dreams lay as pieces below us twilight reflecting lives of lost ones never move on. each had souls shattered, sharp rocks below gleaming, sparkling broken. everyone must die it isn’t your time gather your broken pieces put them together and live your life. SKEA
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