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bind "]" "say ʕᵔᴥᵔʔ"
bind "\" "say q(❂‿❂)p"
bind "p" "say ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ"
bind "'" "say V●ᴥ●V"
Digging for the words to say,
So I can put things in perspective.
Somewhere along the line I lost my way,
Everything gets torn and frayed,
You can put me in my place but I’ll never know where I stand.
I’ll never know where I stand.
And in the end we’re all just learning curves,
And trampled nerves with a purpose to serve,
But you’ll never get what I meant when I said,
“You were mine to adore, I was yours to regret”.