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Sep 2019
Was it the dead lonley cracked tree.. woods of my alien. Or perhaps the grey street that raised my colors high. Maybe it's the complex and my rude awakening after 3 days of laying dead... Where I started ... I restarted once all the time then never.  Only to be released forever
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SnowingOdin7  27/Two-Spirit/Melting Pot
(27/Two-Spirit/Melting Pot)   
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