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Exempt from nothing more than panic's touch, surmised by the devil and confused by none. Heaven up above, the only thing uncorrupt. Even the night seems fake when raised by the halogen sun.
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Mar 11, 2021
Mar 11, 2021 at 9:01 PM UTC
Serpentine
Exempt from nothing more than panic's touch, surmised by the devil and confused by none. Heaven up above, the only thing uncorrupt. Even the night seems fake when raised by the halogen sun.
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Mar 11, 2021
Mar 11, 2021 at 9:01 PM UTC
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