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Handmade25 kwietnia 2024
Quartz
Light digs up the hope.
You appear like pure flint.
Sorrow will tell truth.
Weep weep my sun.
Black hole will swallow you.
No need to drink hemlock.
The blank paper has
hidden markings. God wants
to become mortal.
25 kwietnia 2024
Light digs up the hope.
You appear like pure flint.
Sorrow will tell truth.
Weep weep my sun.
Black hole will swallow you.
No need to drink hemlock.
The blank paper has
hidden markings. God wants
to become mortal.
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