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Jan 2021
The Plummet
I'm ready for more than this.
The stain on the walls. We breathe
On crystal halls.
We're ready for this.
We're ready for.
Now. To me.
You fall.
To me.
It's now.
We fall.
For my best friend
Maniacal Escape
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Maniacal Escape  30/M/lancashire
(30/M/lancashire)   
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   Khoisan
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