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    Demon baby demands snuggles…

    • 2 months ago
  • Winter

    Wind bites my nose.
    Inhale.
    Exhale.
    White clouds billow out.
    Chills ache my bones.
    Almost there.
    In the distance I see
    It.
    Walking away toward the sun.
    Toward darknessss.

    • 6 months ago
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