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Singe, and The World He Can't Burn
For you, forever ago
Pandemonium
Posted by
Singe
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5:27 AM
That little red house, the point of no return,
Is calling out to me.
Get one together.
Summer. Oh I wish thee would never leave.
Buzzing.
S.xxx
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