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there is something fleeting within her eyes filled with fear as something dies grey as slate and blue no more peeping through a stormy door
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Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 4:49 PM UTC
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there is something fleeting within her eyes filled with fear as something dies grey as slate and blue no more peeping through a stormy door
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Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 4:49 PM UTC
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