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Toothless Lying on the ground Rain falls Washing waste from purple skies Sun sets The dead man's skin is wet and orange He melts A Creamsicle in holy Summer's mouth, and the Holler sits still The silent home of broken will The corpse misses mourning While, all around, the residents eat and sleep and lie
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Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 11:03 PM UTC
The Holler, Cacophony: Missing Mourning Toothless
Toothless Lying on the ground Rain falls Washing waste from purple skies Sun sets The dead man's skin is wet and orange He melts A Creamsicle in holy Summer's mouth, and the Holler sits still The silent home of broken will The corpse misses mourning While, all around, the residents eat and sleep and lie
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Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 11:03 PM UTC
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