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Apr 23
I see a monster sleeping against a tree
With seven heads and seven horns and a cursed name
I turn and I frown and the monster is me
And my daughter’s expression is always the same
Up on the stage everyone says she’s old for her age
well he laughed insane and quipped khalil gibran
neon bible
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Sad-Eyed Boy of the Lowlands  121/address/unknown
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