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Oct 2019
Through the realms we go, to hell
Places that do not kiss and tell
Secret river, in hades realm
Bough to stern, a rocking helm
Deeper to a buring core
The fire of life burning ore
Specter, spirit, who can know
The darker way we go
Welcome to Scorpio season, witchy vibes.
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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     atticus wilson, ---, Mark Wanless and Crow
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