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She pants exhausted thirsty her crown of hair blighted denuded robbed she chokes from the smog poisoned polluted her ***** invaded pillaged ***** she's near death gasping emaciated but a tiny pulse beats a murmur scarcely heard She needs to rest rejuvenate recreate or we perish
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 10:01 AM UTC
Dying Earth
She pants exhausted thirsty her crown of hair blighted denuded robbed she chokes from the smog poisoned polluted her ***** invaded pillaged ***** she's near death gasping emaciated but a tiny pulse beats a murmur scarcely heard She needs to rest rejuvenate recreate or we perish
joseph-m-garcia
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 10:01 AM UTC
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