My Opera is closing 3rd of March

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pixels and tunes

in the aftermath of things...

It certainly isn't for real
your cold hands on my spine
it certainly isn't for real
the dart in his shapeless heart
it certainly isn't for real
the muteness of my open wound
it certainly is for real
the entireness of this imperfect bliss




Maybe...

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