As the sun and moon entwine

As the sun and moon entwine

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MatureComplete Fri, Feb 28, 2025<5 mins

dark dystopian poem poetry

This is the stories of the memories of a prisoner of nuclear war. As he translates into death he thinks of humankind the flaws and features. The story is set in 2125

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