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the sun can set so quick on all the roses grown in my garden of broken bones and piercing thorns my blood soaked fingers groan to feel at home
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May 11
May 11, 2026 at 11:10 PM UTC
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the sun can set so quick on all the roses grown in my garden of broken bones and piercing thorns my blood soaked fingers groan to feel at home
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May 11
May 11, 2026 at 11:10 PM UTC
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