Indepence
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Fathoms Across Sea I See

Foreign across a sea a ship sinks,a land beyond the breach has a beach.Far off the flat earth we seekthat we can mutate ourselves into a leach. Burn the trees cut them down,tear the earth hunt all but bear.Natives will die due to your ill bowels,but you never ever cared were you there? Seek a Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.