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She does not meet my gaze as she enters, she sees me and exorcises me with a bleak past. Her consort sailor, sick or moribund. She felt lonely, herself and only considers thoughts to another life with someone else. Her eyes value phantasms swimming. She is a prisoner and beckons me away.
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Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 3:19 AM UTC
Encounter
She does not meet my gaze as she enters, she sees me and exorcises me with a bleak past. Her consort sailor, sick or moribund. She felt lonely, herself and only considers thoughts to another life with someone else. Her eyes value phantasms swimming. She is a prisoner and beckons me away.
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M/Rotterdam
Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 3:19 AM UTC
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