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Darkness, it comes for me.
9.12.07
XI.
When I'm drowning and I can't breathe,
Will you be my walls that keep out this sea?
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Broken Records. Broken Teeth.
Recalled To Life
vile and wretched
Wealth and Excursions
Meaningless, Meaningless, Meaningless
Pastoral Genocide
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