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His love was a palette of limited colors no matter how much you try to mix them up, violence and desolation will never become affection
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Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 6:54 AM UTC
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His love was a palette of limited colors no matter how much you try to mix them up, violence and desolation will never become affection
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Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 6:54 AM UTC
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