Sixty degrees that come in threes.
Watches from within birch trees.
Saw his own dimension burn.
Misses home and can't return.
Says he's happy. He's a liar.
Blame the arsor for the fire.
If he wants to shirk the blame.
He'll have to invoke my name.
One way to absolve his crime.
A different form, a different time.
-Axσʅσƚʅ
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Encontrarán imágenes de la galería de mi celular.
Imágenes Raras. Lol
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He aquí, cómo empezó el tormento de las gemelas, Clara y Mia.
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