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Gray and gloomy seem to be taking over the land. Nothing else piques my interest in living. The prospect of death stimulates my innermost being.
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Dec 21, 2022
Dec 21, 2022 at 8:06 AM UTC
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Gray and gloomy seem to be taking over the land. Nothing else piques my interest in living. The prospect of death stimulates my innermost being.
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F/depressed land
Dec 21, 2022
Dec 21, 2022 at 8:06 AM UTC
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