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Dec 04, 2024
There was once a worried face who unbuttoned a white fire
in a pink hole of an eye to lift the fingerprints
of depression. It was a closed-circuit for a galaxy of
hot flares and flying hurts. You must not cross the threshold
of silence, abducting the blood stained words.
Come back to your home O grief, the fog is thickening outside.
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