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Her mind was still spinning. Still a sinning poor girl just passing through. Walking hopeless and dead into this world full of nothing, but a slipperiness. Only to get for a sad kind of desolated disaster that's waiting for her on the other side.
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 3:20 AM UTC
Just Passing Through (Disasters)
Her mind was still spinning. Still a sinning poor girl just passing through. Walking hopeless and dead into this world full of nothing, but a slipperiness. Only to get for a sad kind of desolated disaster that's waiting for her on the other side.
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 3:20 AM UTC
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