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Time To Fix


You messed up wishing you can change the past.

you close your eyes and walk out the open door.

You see the problem to be fixed.

take your magic, erase all the pain, erase all the bad memories.

But you wake and still feel the same.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression!&nbsp;</p>

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