Dead thoughts of corpses (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The symbols that we use are T shirts of the dead thoughts of corpses without heads, a rictus without sound ...
The symbols that we use are T shirts of the dead thoughts of corpses without heads, a rictus without sound ...
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