I was afraid of death, in the end, and I was afraid of losing but I was not afraid of being lost.
-please find me
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The Lace Age | ongoing.
Poetry"My head is full of thorns too harmful to leave unattended. " A collection of poems, short stories and free speeches. Copyright Ariana Miriam.
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I was afraid of death, in the end, and I was afraid of losing but I was not afraid of being lost.
-please find me
