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medusa stands proud. happy and proud and peace filled. sisters in arms held for worship, sisters in arms disappeared from grasp. medusa stands small. hurt and small and shame filled. maidenhood stolen and high priestess to athena no more, maidenhood stolen and cursed with protection. medusa stands weary. cold and weary and anger filled. isolation has become her paradise of silence and stone, isolation has become her graveyard of silence. medusa stands tired. worn and tired and sorrow filled. awaiting the blow to her neck by perseus' sword, awaiting the blow to end her suffering.
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Mar 5, 2021
Mar 5, 2021 at 10:15 AM UTC
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medusa stands proud. happy and proud and peace filled. sisters in arms held for worship, sisters in arms disappeared from grasp. medusa stands small. hurt and small and shame filled. maidenhood stolen and high priestess to athena no more, maidenhood stolen and cursed with protection. medusa stands weary. cold and weary and anger filled. isolation has become her paradise of silence and stone, isolation has become her graveyard of silence. medusa stands tired. worn and tired and sorrow filled. awaiting the blow to her neck by perseus' sword, awaiting the blow to end her suffering.
05. mars 2021 10:15 am
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20/F/pluto
Mar 5, 2021
Mar 5, 2021 at 10:15 AM UTC
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