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Post by shakespearjrthe3rd on Jul 6, 2021 20:21:22 GMT -6
hark be thy angel I swim through the ether space of my heart I find myself becoming thy worst nightmare as i sunder be thine worst wishes or deepest fears, the cavern comes for me
it expands and shrinks like the witches tool it is but harking be thine greatest weakness in times of solitude bequeath underneath no true answer to the fleeting beat of mine heart
i squirm and cream at the thought of living asunder once more dothe my eager soul truly bequeath a heart as pure and thine as thy maidens
hark blow the wind dont know escargo
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Post by Alexandria Bouchelli Mozzarell on Jul 6, 2021 20:23:59 GMT -6
Truly magnificent keep up the good work.
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