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Feb 12
Some days I cannot bear to look at myself.

I flourish in the dark corners, I sing to the shadows and relish their indifference.

Seek what you dream, there is some warmth in the cold.
What a change a week can make
Demonatachick
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Demonatachick  Neverland
(Neverland)   
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