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Post by twigz on Feb 29, 2024 14:20:20 GMT -5
i hope the candles upon your cake do not ignite a fire as violet does.
i buried a hatchet, it's comin' up lavender the future's unwritten, the past is a corridor i'm at the exit, looking back through the hall you are anonymous, i am a concrete wall
tune in tomorrow for more absent artists
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