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Jun 2019
He wore the finest leather gloves,
held a hammer of steel,
sported dead eyes.
He had witnessed countless deaths,
far too many,
caused by the very weapons
he crafted blindly.
willow sophie
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willow sophie  the universe
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   Raven and Ayan
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