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the world is white at its edges bathed in stolen light carried to anxiety by a fake god its heatless words dying in its throat
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Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 1:15 AM UTC
the complacency of man
the world is white at its edges bathed in stolen light carried to anxiety by a fake god its heatless words dying in its throat
you're my bloodsport
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18/Mexican
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 1:15 AM UTC
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