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Above her door sits a fox in blue shades of snow made by a man she’d say she met twice. Neither of them know she'll take it when she goes a moment of warmth carved clean in the ice.
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Oct 1, 2021
Oct 1, 2021 at 9:50 PM UTC
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Above her door sits a fox in blue shades of snow made by a man she’d say she met twice. Neither of them know she'll take it when she goes a moment of warmth carved clean in the ice.
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Oct 1, 2021
Oct 1, 2021 at 9:50 PM UTC
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