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Tuonela 24 Feb 2015 Tag: Amaya

A Fjäril, stone of lāžaward

امایا I should know by now how you stop the clouds dead in their tracks low eyes heavy coal mines black beetles clenched neath your heart these hollow caves under our house fills us ever with sleep dust we breathe through cracks their...

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