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Oh youth, sweet dreams will be the death of me, requiems for reveries are necessity to resurrect that which has lived in me I’ll tune in my inner vision with fruition of ambition that defies dead eyed misery. I’ll fight to see you soon
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Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 2:34 PM UTC
Oh youth
Oh youth, sweet dreams will be the death of me, requiems for reveries are necessity to resurrect that which has lived in me I’ll tune in my inner vision with fruition of ambition that defies dead eyed misery. I’ll fight to see you soon
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27/M/Northumberland
Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 2:34 PM UTC
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