⎋. “The midnight cold is no longer a shadow ── but a place where ► I can claim my peace because I am not yours at all and please
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Every night I move forward, hoping for answers. But the further I go, I realize I’m just escaping. No matter how fast I run, the past still follows. I’m not yours anymore, so Merry Christmas, please don't call.
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⎋. “The midnight cold is no longer a shadow ── but a place where ► I can claim my peace because I am not yours at all and please right away.
⎋. “The midnight cold is no longer a shadow ── but a place where ► I can claim my peace because I am not yours at all and please right away.