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lamplight through the leaves leave and let me love let me be and live my life to die, doggishly puddles gathered muddled and battered dry in the heat of the day rather to go on than hang on to life lived for shame to those who cling for going, is such a kind thing
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Dec 4, 2020
Dec 4, 2020 at 7:35 PM UTC
Where The Moth Beats His Wing
lamplight through the leaves leave and let me love let me be and live my life to die, doggishly puddles gathered muddled and battered dry in the heat of the day rather to go on than hang on to life lived for shame to those who cling for going, is such a kind thing
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Dec 4, 2020
Dec 4, 2020 at 7:35 PM UTC
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