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Beneath |
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Ixtab Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 105MEXICAlpan de las tunas |
Why am I alive? echoes in the flesh within like the wailing, expanding, contracting of an underground amazon trickles the blood trough the question that houses its own answer but unknown to it, a guest inside a laberynthic dot. But if only rumors, hints, of this question barely the inquisitor shows his face who then will answer? . |
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