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Jun 2017
Unspoken
Never rush into love from panic
What bursts then departs abruptly
True evil lies at its grim, abysmal peak
That drains you undead infinitely
n3u2o the nighttime tech poet
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n3u2o the nighttime tech poet  Two-Spirit
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