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Jan 2019
Weary
I've been here before
Humor me

explore

New route
Subtle doubt

fear

Stop lurking
Train stops here

okay

It smells dry skin
Lust and sin

run
little
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     Fawn, P A R Á D E I S O S, savarez and Mark S
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