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The full moon laughed like a ghost Scared, I collect all the rusty stars. Light the orphan stars with kerosene and chase the green darkness of isolation.
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Oct 6, 2020
Oct 6, 2020 at 5:05 AM UTC
Orphan stars
The full moon laughed like a ghost Scared, I collect all the rusty stars. Light the orphan stars with kerosene and chase the green darkness of isolation.
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Oct 6, 2020
Oct 6, 2020 at 5:05 AM UTC
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