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I've been unaware holding this head under water driven in by tiny bones ossuary of the lines on your face. He's been stirring water pours off as he rises attracted by brittle bones sarcophagi of dreams broken.
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Nov 21, 2021
Nov 21, 2021 at 1:53 PM UTC
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I've been unaware holding this head under water driven in by tiny bones ossuary of the lines on your face. He's been stirring water pours off as he rises attracted by brittle bones sarcophagi of dreams broken.
Rmatheson
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Nov 21, 2021
Nov 21, 2021 at 1:53 PM UTC
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