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Feb 19
Her Scales
I'm painted in a room of broken glass.  
Quite rather, I'm lost in her stars.

Ive checked three point one four times


H's Dust
#walkingthroughwalls
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Are we home yet  45/M/Maine
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     Rick, owls at dawn and Cassian
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