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Do not tread here, Not on this land. These grasses hide graves, This dirt is a death-land. If you must walk this desolate space, Step carefully, travel light. If you're not nimble, This journey may be your last. Adding another body, To this grim grass.
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Mar 12, 2025
Mar 12, 2025 at 10:13 AM UTC
Do Not Tread Here
Do not tread here, Not on this land. These grasses hide graves, This dirt is a death-land. If you must walk this desolate space, Step carefully, travel light. If you're not nimble, This journey may be your last. Adding another body, To this grim grass.
AbbottJHardison
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15/M/Rochester NY
Mar 12, 2025
Mar 12, 2025 at 10:13 AM UTC
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