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Joyful end to all Was this what you found? Didn’t you want to fall? Gazing up at the ground Red nectar, it pours Crystal showers, they weep Life, it’s yours Death, you get to keep Cradled by the dirt Mother’s creatures feast Were they what slayed the beast? Hurt by the thorns of grief Regretting the earlier motif Now just as hurt.
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May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 3:53 AM UTC
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Joyful end to all Was this what you found? Didn’t you want to fall? Gazing up at the ground Red nectar, it pours Crystal showers, they weep Life, it’s yours Death, you get to keep Cradled by the dirt Mother’s creatures feast Were they what slayed the beast? Hurt by the thorns of grief Regretting the earlier motif Now just as hurt.
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May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 3:53 AM UTC
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