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death is a dark force we cant escape, he grasps us when we are born, and squeezes harder by each year. he is a vulture who will swoop down, when we least expect it. he will circle us. he will remind us what is instore. he will never leave until his job is finished.
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May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 9:48 PM UTC
death
death is a dark force we cant escape, he grasps us when we are born, and squeezes harder by each year. he is a vulture who will swoop down, when we least expect it. he will circle us. he will remind us what is instore. he will never leave until his job is finished.
andru-gomez
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May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 9:48 PM UTC
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