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  • the moose fic
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    i really hate this

  • Ethereal Abyss
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    Poetry for me began as a much needed escape from the reality of this world. The same endless routines, faceless people day after day. A slow steady evolution began in my solitude as my work started changing from the torturing monotonous cries of escape to a darker, living animal that failed to devour me. It made my wr...