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May 4
All it took for me to see.
I sow within the deepest parts of me.
Weave between the cracks and holes.
My veins will tell me until I bruise.

I know that I will rue the day that I have to choose.
Is it really up to you?
Persephone Dagenhart
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Persephone Dagenhart  F/Elysium
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