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Numb fingers drifting,
clicking keys,
adapting to a new feeling
of nothing; yet something
exciting is happening.
letter to the future
if you're still here i want you to know it worked the time capsule you buried when they dragged you through the dirt you prayed they paid you can relax now no more senseless self-defense you were always okay; didn't know your own power they tried to take it your heart turned sour but you held on and never forgot what you'd fought for you knew you could do it you must look so pretty sitting there after all of these years cheers to you
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