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Before you came of age Rotten pallid arm wings All of your green monster soup breath You were quiet. The little arachnid. Surprised to have been the queen In the windowless room.
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Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 5:54 AM UTC
an heir of deities
Before you came of age Rotten pallid arm wings All of your green monster soup breath You were quiet. The little arachnid. Surprised to have been the queen In the windowless room.
martin-narrod
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Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 5:54 AM UTC
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