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My heart Is gold and my hands are cold....
Are you deranged like me?
Are you strange like me?
Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me?
Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me?

☯︎ (𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔤𝔫𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔰)
𝔄𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔰𝔱, 𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔞𝔫, 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔯, 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔞𝔟𝔢 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔯, 𝔣𝔲𝔩𝔩-𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔳𝔦𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔩 𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔱𝔲𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱, 𝔠𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔫𝔰𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔣𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔰

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