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warm fresh death of his reckless touch deep down unseen but the dark of his world   his is the monster i run from .
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May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 5:20 PM UTC
HELL
warm fresh death of his reckless touch deep down unseen but the dark of his world   his is the monster i run from .
#hell#nigh#save#him#monster
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May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 5:20 PM UTC
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