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Redshift
F/American But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams / his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream / his wings are clipped and his feet are tied / so he opens his throat to sing.
renne
14/saturn
30/Tirunelveli
thomas-steyer
M/Germany
KeelynMac
27/M/American
kenya83
32/F/UK
iska
F/lost in the realm of Ink.
Carbon6_dio
22/Gender Fluid/GA
Pennsylvania