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starlight hysteria [PT 1]
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Last published Sat, Jun 5, 2021
[ PT 1: POISONED IVY ]
a tale of two lovers, torn apart by fate and the poisonous effect of insanity.
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genre: poetry
started: 21/5/2021
warnings: if you're uncomfortable with slightly dark imagery etc ,, stay away. if not, this should be okay <3
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