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CloseThe Slaves
August 30, 2019
‘Till Death do us part’
Those were the words
Sealed with a kiss
But Death was hasty
He… She… Whoever !
Came too quick
Call me insane
But those words meant nothing!
Absolute facade
Necrophilia?
No!
Let’s transit together.
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