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Dec 2024
During the bone moon
The people start to turn on each other
Killing each other
To feed off their bones
During the dead of winter the
Survivors of the bone moon
Will fall prey
To the wendigo
As the soon waste away
Winter is a dangerous time of year
Flea
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Flea  35/Gender Fluid/Ottawa
(35/Gender Fluid/Ottawa)   
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