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my body is my prison—a confinement of all that i could be an inflamed remembrance of the shriveled hunger. allow Doom to ensue me in, and do not weep—only then will Fire arise.
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Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 11:13 AM UTC
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my body is my prison—a confinement of all that i could be an inflamed remembrance of the shriveled hunger. allow Doom to ensue me in, and do not weep—only then will Fire arise.
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Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 11:13 AM UTC
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