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Death is a profund thought process You not breathing anymore veins bursting as if land mines People crying for you who never cared for you Yet you lay there with peace in your heart and smile on your face
Death is a profund thought process You not breathing anymore veins bursting as if land mines People crying for you who never cared for you Yet you lay there with peace in your heart and smile on your face
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