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Dec 2017
there is a dream where i wear a white dress
my mother cries behind the shuddering trees
I don't know this but i am running, tongue heavy

My mind slips through a dungeon
blushing prince
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blushing prince  neptune
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     ---, Toriana and Jim Musics
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