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If not death what could spring roses from your palm, if not my departure what could lift your eyes from screen to mine. If not change what could erode at this Jericho of a friendship.
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Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 4:51 PM UTC
THE UNFORTUNATES
If not death what could spring roses from your palm, if not my departure what could lift your eyes from screen to mine. If not change what could erode at this Jericho of a friendship.
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Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 4:51 PM UTC
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