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So Full of Soul Vol 1
INT. WYION MIDWAY SALOON – DAY AN YOUNG CARSON sits at the bar. He holds three belts interlocked together — it’s connected to a body of a dead dog. THE ASSOCIATE Not the usual method. CARSON Man on 76 sent… Read More ›
Leave me alone I was here first. chaos This is official Project Astral poetry -Raphael Baldaya
I found a memory underneath a piece of wallpaper; it peeled into a capability of everlasting motion.
Cornerstone brow, ships clasp, stutters mountain… Lands.
Backdrop, vacant patterns.
No, the substance isn’t in that formation or the fertility of the ghouls.
Tear the cloth — induced love picked a corner to turn into a fairy tale.