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the October wind whistles through me, reminding me of the many holes that have formed. I'm a chandelier of hair and bones.
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 7:18 PM UTC
All Hallows' eve
the October wind whistles through me, reminding me of the many holes that have formed. I'm a chandelier of hair and bones.
#wind#halloween#october
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nairi
Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 7:18 PM UTC
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