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blendings cannot reduce the sounds we once sought would we further try to migrate like birds of the north our once holy beloved is shattered in the moonlight fuck off all you slags, these ice trails will run deep of our enemies youth |
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a vast expanse of land between us, work is little to none. the paint on canvas series will emerge in time. -the krell |