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after hours
after hours 27 Jan 2013 Tag: mourn

A vitka - t.e.n.i.s (you are of tenderness, and...

even now as my clothes unfurl .. I hear them toil ‘There are chronicles of suicide in all of us’ _________ narration ..enter` “The male butterfly will pick the corpse of his mate till her skeletal is no longer. Upon consumption his circulatory system...

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