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Dec 2022
Short poem
Tread lightly,
Hollowed souls haunt these grounds.
Breathe in,
Taste their decay on your tongue.
Smothered Divine
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Smothered Divine  18/F/Where minds go to dream
(18/F/Where minds go to dream)   
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