Title: Необов'язково

Text: Bestow comfort among the heartbroken so they could move on; may they relive their lives and find their special someone, as someone who has feared the life of being alone, I may have typed this into a poem. Upon the words as time flies by, a thousand words turned into lies, they are not white lies but they can turn; sweet lives into shackles of dust and time, only to return the favor back to lives, that have destroyed their f*cking lives. Кожен абзац буде тестом.

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