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Tears wash down a face. A heart drowned infinitely. The barrel in place.
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Dec 9, 2020
Dec 9, 2020 at 10:08 AM UTC
Sorrow Can Be The End
Tears wash down a face. A heart drowned infinitely. The barrel in place.
It's right there in front of you. An escape. Do you really want to take it?
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Dec 9, 2020
Dec 9, 2020 at 10:08 AM UTC
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