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tree roots incur thought of meditations on death and dying how this fruit came from forces bigger than the demons in dreams and how angels meant to leave gentle kisses on curls black as night carved scars left for centuries
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Jan 18, 2023
Jan 18, 2023 at 5:39 PM UTC
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tree roots incur thought of meditations on death and dying how this fruit came from forces bigger than the demons in dreams and how angels meant to leave gentle kisses on curls black as night carved scars left for centuries
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19/F/Bloomington, Indiana
Jan 18, 2023
Jan 18, 2023 at 5:39 PM UTC
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