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No Bottles, Glass or Otherwise
The comedy
is your timely escape.
The tragedy
is the silence of your vice.
We will all wonder and remain confused
who the hell were you?
is your timely escape.
The tragedy
is the silence of your vice.
We will all wonder and remain confused
who the hell were you?
Published 19th Aug 2019
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- Edited 21st Oct 2019 5:45am
19th Aug 2019 5:31pm
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19th Aug 2019 9:41pm
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23rd Aug 2019 11:38pm
Wow! One never knows what truly lies beneath the surface of any of us. Such a tragedy to find out too late. Brava!
24th Aug 2019 00:31am
28th Aug 2019 7:50am
Damn. Empty masks covering endless laughs. That's some cold, hollow shit.
