Woes to those that are born. Weeping as they're pulled from the womb. For what but a paradise lost? The spite for the vessel that bore the fruit. Already longing to go home.
Strange fruit.
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Woes to those that are born. Weeping as they're pulled from the womb. For what but a paradise lost? The spite for the vessel that bore the fruit. Already longing to go home.
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