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☯ Father ate bullets for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and sold his soul for me.
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Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 12:46 PM UTC
xxi.
☯ Father ate bullets for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and sold his soul for me.
Of the haiku series xxi. from wine to blood © Copywrite Skaidrum
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Mar 1, 2019 at 12:46 PM UTC
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