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when the incision of black completely takes over the barren white ones,
when the better left unsaid words are finally having their so called freedom
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i happened to post some on my side account so if in any case you stumble across another work that looks the same as this one aside from @hereisski, that means some copying things happened.
ps: screw the tags.
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