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|Introduction||Dreams are the eraser dust I blow off my page. They fade into the emptiness, another dark gray day. Dreams are only memories of the plans I had back then. Dreams are eraser dust and now I use a pen. #torturedlovepoetvoice|
Your hand has been replaced by a rubber stamp. What does it say?
YOU'RE AWESOME <3