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Mar 2021
With the light slipping through the cracks of my shut windows.

My records playing and travelling around every surface of this cursed house.

The ringing of the alarm from my sisters room awakens me from my midnight daze.

The peace of such a restless night finally decides to befall on my worn out body.

My dreams to be reflected from the sunlight gleam
Always aiming for my mind and it's spectres.

-Kore
Busy night but its time to sleep
Persephone Dagenhart
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Persephone Dagenhart  F/Elysium
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