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Tired eyes carried the bags that sank Descending on ones features, All heavy and rounded, Two moons once full became born Anew.
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Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 8:43 PM UTC
Lady.
Tired eyes carried the bags that sank Descending on ones features, All heavy and rounded, Two moons once full became born Anew.
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roppongidreams
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roppongidreams
20/F/Tokyo
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 8:43 PM UTC
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