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Jan 22
the french call the ****** 'the
little death' but what about the
sunset over the foxgloves? alm

ost diluted isnt it i suppose the
constant cycling of day to night
today is the day im gonna shed

some atoms to her i dont mind
dying a little bit per day if it me
ans more ******* and sunsets
matt r
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matt r  25/M/UK
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