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Reading and Riting

MostlyTurquoise

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Reads 6
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MostlyTurquoise

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For when I want to write something but don't have the brainpower or attention span to work on one of my other projects. Try and figure out what is going on lol.
(There is lore... probably...)

CW: Being trapped, Forgetting things, Drowning, Burning, DissociationAll Rights Reserved

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Mon, Jan 16, 2023

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