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A long dusty road, where man do not go. The burning of the sun, piercing through the flesh of someone. No daring animal, no matter how hungry, run past this way. Look, you'll see. Look deep, far beyond the trees. A place so damaged, so much stories to tell.
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Sep 2, 2024
Sep 2, 2024 at 2:40 PM UTC
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A long dusty road, where man do not go. The burning of the sun, piercing through the flesh of someone. No daring animal, no matter how hungry, run past this way. Look, you'll see. Look deep, far beyond the trees. A place so damaged, so much stories to tell.
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Sep 2, 2024
Sep 2, 2024 at 2:40 PM UTC
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