With a thief's hands that can not grasp
We cherish what we can not keep
And beg for what we can not buy
No smile or frown, face with no shame
Crawling in circles twice a day
No one can stop it from running
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: August 10th, 2025 03:29
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