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White knuckles turn blue from a permanent fist permanent frost that bites his skin. Bare feet blackened by wandering nights, running for light as the dark creeps in.
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Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 4:24 AM UTC
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White knuckles turn blue from a permanent fist permanent frost that bites his skin. Bare feet blackened by wandering nights, running for light as the dark creeps in.
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