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a gentle and quiet ruin spread out into the abyss weightless and withered thin where something feels amiss
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Oct 31, 2015
Oct 31, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
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a gentle and quiet ruin spread out into the abyss weightless and withered thin where something feels amiss
shermaine
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shermaine
Oct 31, 2015
Oct 31, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
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