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The crypt is one thing I see, A mirror that reflects me. One that lives is one who hates. One that died is one love waits.
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May 2, 2017
May 2, 2017 at 10:05 PM UTC
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The crypt is one thing I see, A mirror that reflects me. One that lives is one who hates. One that died is one love waits.
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May 2, 2017
May 2, 2017 at 10:05 PM UTC
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