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You tell me I'm no good. You chop me up for firewood, and all the while my thick black smoke bellows through your veins, searching, looking for a place to call my own, a cell to make my home, it is here I will begin...
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Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 6:24 PM UTC
Incubation
You tell me I'm no good. You chop me up for firewood, and all the while my thick black smoke bellows through your veins, searching, looking for a place to call my own, a cell to make my home, it is here I will begin...
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Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 6:24 PM UTC
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