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[wyattreloads]

the truth always comes out late at night, as I'm lying on my back. The blood slushes around my brain, stimulating nerve cells that were never aren't usually allowed to speak.

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and the truth is fire. A burning on the inside that won't go out. It comes in the form of memories, and thoughts. Realizations of opportunities missed.... a feeling that my

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[chikwithscourge]

So are you singing and dancing yet wyatt?

[wyattreloads]

I'm finding my voice and my groove, but I hear the music loud and clear.