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11:11 | poems & thoughts
Poetryᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢ ¹¹:¹¹ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˡˡ ᶦ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ʷᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᶦᵐᵉ ᶦ ʷʳᵒᵗᵉ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢ ¹¹:¹² ᵃⁿᵈ ᶦ ʳᵉᵃˡᶦᶻᵉᵈ ᶦ ʷᵃˢ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵍᵉᵗᵗᶦⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ
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