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Jan 2017
i've got words of ice and
i can't get rid of my vices
but everything is turning yellow,
so maybe i can make it to tomorrow.
blue mercury
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blue mercury  22/Non-binary/these soft crying clouds
(22/Non-binary/these soft crying clouds)   
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