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Someday, they'll burry my grave, long after the ink and parchment have faded. Long after my thoughts have longsince passed into the undying lands. I just hope that my neices don't have to burry me Which is why now I search for a new family.
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Sep 1, 2019
Sep 1, 2019 at 3:51 PM UTC
Inadequate Search
Someday, they'll burry my grave, long after the ink and parchment have faded. Long after my thoughts have longsince passed into the undying lands. I just hope that my neices don't have to burry me Which is why now I search for a new family.
Inadequate Search
colmistoirm
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Sep 1, 2019
Sep 1, 2019 at 3:51 PM UTC
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