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Aug 2019
Air deeply breathing
Comes in as fall
Another Loving
Crisp cold in the air
Should be just as it

Sentences left open
Never met a wanting
It open just to leave
To inspect for the brain
To fill in or maybe the kind
This is mind fuckery right here Bois.
The Vault
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The Vault  20/Not Kansis
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     Bede and Bogdan Dragos
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