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Oct 2017
Hunter's haunt
their lifeless thought,
worst and precious.

It makes a permanent
hues of black soul
like it's photographed
from the history
of vendetta.
Danielle
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Danielle  23/F/Wonderland
(23/F/Wonderland)   
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   Lior Gavra
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