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#hooded
No one saw the hooded man in the grain of the wood: every night I slept face down so I didn't have to look at him. I'm grown up: there are no figures on wardrobe doors, but some people make me hide under the bed sheets.
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Nov 11, 2024
Nov 11, 2024 at 11:42 AM UTC
Hooded Man
They say, it might not be too late, But only Rigor Mortis is late Nonetheless, he will come Along with his hooded brother Just because her limbs are not stiff Does not mean she hasn’t passed limbo
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 7:32 AM UTC
Passing Limbo