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Win Win.

It appears you have divided your soul into 100 little ghosts.
Haunting and hollow.
I just want to trace my thumb along the curve of your brow, but I can't because you are invisible.

Normally I'd enjoy it, but right now I wouldn't even make you beg. I'd just let you devour me whole.

6:17 a.m. - 2013-01-16

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