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He rose like the sun in a church window. Seeping in slowly and blinding me. God laughed, he likes to joke. Making me fall in love with Helios. Boy of gold, firey and miles away.
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Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 2:52 PM UTC
Helios
He rose like the sun in a church window. Seeping in slowly and blinding me. God laughed, he likes to joke. Making me fall in love with Helios. Boy of gold, firey and miles away.
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Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 2:52 PM UTC
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