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land of untold stories where our half baked entanglement resides there are no roses on its graveside just poppies, remembrance in our minds our muted mouths invisiblize those nights
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Apr 23, 2023
Apr 23, 2023 at 11:22 AM UTC
muted mouths
land of untold stories where our half baked entanglement resides there are no roses on its graveside just poppies, remembrance in our minds our muted mouths invisiblize those nights
munybee
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Apr 23, 2023
Apr 23, 2023 at 11:22 AM UTC
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