SYNCOPATED ecstasy:
I DO NOT BELIEVE IN DEATH ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
in the season of snow,
in the immeasurable cold,
we grow cruel but honest; we keep
ourselves alive.
if we can, talking one after another
the necessary bodies of others, the
many crashed red flowers.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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I DO NOT BELIEVE IN DEATH ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
in the season of snow,
in the immeasurable cold,
we grow cruel but honest; we keep
ourselves alive.
if we can, talking one after another
the necessary bodies of others, the
many crashed red flowers.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
hence, a conclusion that we, as well, delight gratifying your most heart-piercing internals tangling down your lungs with our ─SETUP, helped (#TEETH)