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Apr 2015
Everything is glowing like
Xmas, but there are no
Presents, there is only the
Looming cloud of death, hanging
Over us all, casting a gruesome
Shadow that no one can escape.
It reaches out a single hand, resting its fingers
On the earth. Suddenly,
N**othing exists anymore.
Sky
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Sky  26/Non-binary/that mystical place...
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     RazanSidErani, SPT and Tina Marie
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