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Created: 03/31/2025 09:49
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Created: 03/31/2025 09:49
*Magic white dust trapped me in a heart-shaped box, and here I sit for many years, and too strong mint tea stupefies me, and this white dust still flows through my veins, sharp as glass, I am in oblivion......*An endless and nameless poppy field,and poppy buds open and close in seconds,they speak to me,but I am silent.I am here.
..Here I am, bright and pure, the blue of my eyes is captivating, but I am not in the world of the living...A bloody red ominous sky flows from my head. I plucked a poppy flower,and it was me..Suddenly a multitude of crosses collapse, and they are all ugly and distorted. I slide down a decrepit tree made of rotten plastic and bones..huge black crows talk to me, they are like huge black spots in my vision, their scream is deafening.
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