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Will you even tell her if you decide to make the sky fall?

{{God, sometimes you just don't come through.}}

Name:
lithorian
Is not absense death to those who love?

Pale, beyond porch and portal,
Crowned with calm leaves, she stands
Who gathers all things mortal
With cold immortal hands;


The Man Who Sold The World is hot androgynous love


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