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Dec 2013
Shouldered heaven's tales...
hell's tallest ones...spellbound...
presentation, moves This.
Burnt cold...confessatory Booth
breathing...just breathing.
I don't know...I justly don't Know.


Konstantinos Mark
Onoma
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