So nauseous pines, This noxious abyss, I feed from the milk, of ultra violet, Yet I’m lost with you, My floating twin, You’re the anchor to the drain, but I am the key, To nothing.
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Rail Slave Games
13 Feb, 2014
Agatha Christie – The ABC Murders
Barrow Hill: Curse of the Ancient Circle
OKAMI HD / 大神 絶景版
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