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Aug 2015
We collect things, for ****** adornment. Stash decohedrens inside a young childs brain. Expecting them to know the way out.
Nothing is as perfect as the final
Shot.
Exhale the photo copied cursed
Resurrection
This is our generation
It's all about the gaps
Madeysin
Written by
Madeysin  Pa
(Pa)   
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     Madeysin, ---, --- and Cecil Miller
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