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Jun 2023
Words cut thru swords
Spreading far like wildfires
I am here standing in dire

Dive deeper so you'll discover
but I won't meet you there
Back on land
my mind is a mess. my thoughts keep circling around.
Roses Behind Every Thorns
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     Aishu, kevin wright, ---, Adrasteia and Healer
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