persona non grata
do you not fondle often with the pleroma in the softest of fluffy hues in sunset power makes for a head as hard as stone but in the end power wanes and only heart remains look in excitement at your pretty little mask persona non grata when you lose your life you gain it
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CuldeSac
What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?
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