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the quiet now when once you cut yourself to songs on boxes shaped like hearts; today those edges too have left behind all blank and human shaped a body trembling
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Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 3:30 PM UTC
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the quiet now when once you cut yourself to songs on boxes shaped like hearts; today those edges too have left behind all blank and human shaped a body trembling
markusrussin
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Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 3:30 PM UTC
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