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Apr 2017
our life and death
this Mother can fit into the daystar a million times
how small this Earth, how much smaller Man.
Hydrogen is a finite elixir, that boiling Sun
-our life and death in her hands.
Written by
nivek
211
     kim, Stan Patty, Dark n Beautiful, The Sick Red Carnation and Demonatachick
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