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Nov 2020
Drink softly, for he sleeps tonight.
Whispers call red.
Hanging in white.
Dreams are pure and small.
Hopeless in trails. Wine bleeds holy goblet
For the wounded, shaded,  sinful prophets.
Cuts in hopeless wonderment.
Helpless, saviours
Hopeless prophets.
Blood oath goodbye.
Maniacal Escape
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Maniacal Escape  30/M/lancashire
(30/M/lancashire)   
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   Jeremy Stacy
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