Black holes spinning in bed lurking in roads ornamenting the sky blossoming in hearts Too long Too deep attach in … More
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*an eternal memory
Black holes spinning in bed lurking in roads ornamenting the sky blossoming in hearts Too long Too deep attach in … More
She is a girl with no rule to bound She was born in glory Yet she refuses under territory She … More
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