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I tasted honey dripping from my eyes one night sweet and salty each drop carrying it's own story begging me to write them down "It doesn't have to be good, just true."
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I tasted honey dripping from my eyes one night sweet and salty each drop carrying it's own story begging me to write them down "It doesn't have to be good, just true."