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blank faced stone staring at the lava from which it came boiling white eyes crusted, cooling hair the changing mistress that he once was her emotions motion the ocean to break down his defined exterior and reunite the blue sea with the red lake for them to create, again
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Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 12:15 AM UTC
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blank faced stone staring at the lava from which it came boiling white eyes crusted, cooling hair the changing mistress that he once was her emotions motion the ocean to break down his defined exterior and reunite the blue sea with the red lake for them to create, again
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Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 12:15 AM UTC
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