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Mar 2019
That hole, once filled with explosions of light and colour—now choked with forever fading shades built from your fake and false-hooded craves. Nothing will be the same—only one can replace, but it shatters and breaks leaving you alone without a trace—nothing to chase but falsehoods!... what a waste.
River Reed
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River Reed  Canada
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