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The air closing in like walls in a maze, The vines tearing as old scars are reopened.
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC
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The air closing in like walls in a maze, The vines tearing as old scars are reopened.
killerbluebell
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC
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