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Feb 2021
Take the fire down.
Ember stealing crown.
Cold and wet and...
Free. Wash it over me.
See the frostbite grow.
Doesn't matter now.
King is watching me.
Why's the rope on that tree?
Maniacal Escape
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Maniacal Escape  30/M/lancashire
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