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Aim your guns of flesh oh mighty sailor! whisk me away on those washing machine waves Turner, hath you come to keep those ravenous omens at bay? Embrace me now while I banish this inner monologue through my skull, to melt infinitely into your indulgent rain.
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May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 10:53 AM UTC
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Aim your guns of flesh oh mighty sailor! whisk me away on those washing machine waves Turner, hath you come to keep those ravenous omens at bay? Embrace me now while I banish this inner monologue through my skull, to melt infinitely into your indulgent rain.
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crimsonanarchy
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crimsonanarchy
F/australia
May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 10:53 AM UTC
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