secondth, tenths endA Poem by ɴᴏɪʀ ネス
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in half instead as repentance driven to the brink exceptionally mad knelt next to the flame addressed for the pulse and beat due reassurance coveted eons ago every moment blasted through this body arriving past the expectancy trust but remember the first hell within these last © 2026 ɴᴏɪʀ ネス |
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