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A seer's nightmare her own demise sulphur, iron, and fire she sees as she ceases to exist A tug of roses, peony, and rosemary a seer's dream her own grave fungi and maggots she disappears my seer
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Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 12:45 AM UTC
Seer
A seer's nightmare her own demise sulphur, iron, and fire she sees as she ceases to exist A tug of roses, peony, and rosemary a seer's dream her own grave fungi and maggots she disappears my seer
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17/M/Over The Rainbow
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 12:45 AM UTC
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