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May 2019
Goddess of Spring and Queen of the Underworld. Rearranging the decor at deaths door, she took the man by the hand and started dancing in the despair. Reborn was her body, growing mold in her hair, pomegranate seeds in her teeth. Hell hath no fury like a woman accustomed there.
Autmn T
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Autmn T  20/Cisgender Female/Iowa
(20/Cisgender Female/Iowa)   
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     --- and Fawn
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