Notes
In a stream of purest thought, nothing's lost that can't be caught, it's tender to behold. As the past melts away I shore up holes lest they give way halcyon days of ages old.
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In a stream of purest thought, nothing's lost that can't be caught, it's tender to behold. As the past melts away I shore up holes lest they give way halcyon days of ages old.
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