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We rise as one for the same purpose.
But are driven for different reasons.
You and i seemlessly rushing to conclude the chapter.
I trip over the words and ruin the page.
I rip it out without hesitation.
Loop after loop.
This isn't how it works is it?
Oh teach me.
Keep me in tact.
Hold me still.
For whatever i touch oh it breaks.
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