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I am the king of a crumbling castle, a hassle to hold but I'm old and I'm scared of the bold young world that sits around me surrounding my vision, emissions of life like entities born in flame, that drift astray from parents ensnared in the glare of a television screen.
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Mar 17, 2025
Mar 17, 2025 at 7:40 AM UTC
Castle
I am the king of a crumbling castle, a hassle to hold but I'm old and I'm scared of the bold young world that sits around me surrounding my vision, emissions of life like entities born in flame, that drift astray from parents ensnared in the glare of a television screen.
About: Coming out of my shell creatively and embracing openness and opportunity.
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32/M/England
Mar 17, 2025
Mar 17, 2025 at 7:40 AM UTC
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