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running back to an unknown place a newer home of marble and dust power back in the broken lights x fiery iris, bones boiling tears of ink blood on those streets but the stillness in the air has stood and will though the winds might blow once more
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Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 3:03 PM UTC
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running back to an unknown place a newer home of marble and dust power back in the broken lights x fiery iris, bones boiling tears of ink blood on those streets but the stillness in the air has stood and will though the winds might blow once more
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Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 3:03 PM UTC
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