The polaroid Deer

It is my mind, that keeps the city foggy.

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“You could have put your fingers in the slash of his wounds.
Have you ever seen blackberries bleeding in the hedges?”
“Memory of the Night of the Fourth”, a Poem by Victor Hugo

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