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Whirling, airy, smoky-immanence. A sad, sad song is tuned for me. Grey char, blending orange shine, eminence. Now that this Old World is ending
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 2:02 PM UTC
Sappy Fire
Whirling, airy, smoky-immanence. A sad, sad song is tuned for me. Grey char, blending orange shine, eminence. Now that this Old World is ending
Remembering all the good moments that you cherish so, only to have time push it away.
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 2:02 PM UTC
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