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Aug 2020
He had a wave of superiority
Could not feel true synchronicity

Grew a false sense of understanding
Fell from above with no soft landing

Sacrificed himself like Christ almighty
Schizophrenia and THC felt so inviting...

Now Anubis must lay him to rest
Was it Pluto who really knew best?
For Pluto, My Blood, My Brother
Anubis
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Anubis  27/F/TN
(27/F/TN)   
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   Bogdan Dragos and Sushant
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