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is it time for me to run toward that ever-changing sun? i've only just begun, then i think i'll be someone. having all this fun is getting fucking old. i tried to shape the mold, but always come up empty.

there's no more i can accomplish here. get me away from here.
punching through my mirror in attempt to see my reflection. finally make it clearer, now i'm noticing that i all i have is bloody hands and seven years of bad luck.

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