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I wonder if bare branches have always given this eery feeling to souls as the months get colder They remind me of bones The skin once supple dried away from the change in the air A sinister hand scrunched in a such a way with a diabolical plan
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Nov 29, 2017
Nov 29, 2017 at 11:41 PM UTC
27th October - One
I wonder if bare branches have always given this eery feeling to souls as the months get colder They remind me of bones The skin once supple dried away from the change in the air A sinister hand scrunched in a such a way with a diabolical plan
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Nov 29, 2017
Nov 29, 2017 at 11:41 PM UTC
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