Misguided by T R S

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Jun 2020

My passion project as of late has be to not hate who I am.

Bastions of souls hold in cold hell, burn higher than I've ever been.

Sinful shame bends rays of shelter, over arching our heads.

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T R S 29/M

(29/M)

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