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there's an unfamiliar blue in your aura and a dim in your smile. i see right through your blank eyes; the woe in your hand is but a pastime. - g.w
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Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 9:11 AM UTC
growing cold.
there's an unfamiliar blue in your aura and a dim in your smile. i see right through your blank eyes; the woe in your hand is but a pastime. - g.w
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Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 9:11 AM UTC
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