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The dead don't rest within the layers of our earth or the urns that we keep. They roam within the passages of our heart and come alive when we sleep.
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Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 12:50 PM UTC
Alive in the deep.
The dead don't rest within the layers of our earth or the urns that we keep. They roam within the passages of our heart and come alive when we sleep.
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mr-mojo-risin
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mr-mojo-risin
Scottish
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 12:50 PM UTC
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