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Winner gets the truth

I hold mine close

Searching...

Yellow speckles on the sidewalk in my pathway I can't get away I'll show you words You show me meanings Kind King I request you and only you..

All that damage

Ha Ha

To feel is to see.

And I can't help but think...

Creaking wood floors

A shady tree in the distance