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When the blackened smoke Leaves the trapper’s chimney When the sun Begins to rise I will run I will have had the courage To rip off the leg Stuck in the trap And when his dogs His soldiers of fortune Bark and bellow Surely I will die
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Jan 21, 2022
Jan 21, 2022 at 2:18 AM UTC
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When the blackened smoke Leaves the trapper’s chimney When the sun Begins to rise I will run I will have had the courage To rip off the leg Stuck in the trap And when his dogs His soldiers of fortune Bark and bellow Surely I will die
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KitKat
22/Non-binary/The Viridian Wilds
Jan 21, 2022
Jan 21, 2022 at 2:18 AM UTC
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