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Seven Sisters of Sleep
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White Braid
thrown into a losing battle inherited from the diseased womb
disconnected from a life source. cut off too soon withdrawals at birth time to start that fucking search again, cut off too soon withdrawals at birth
looking high and low, for a fucking pseudo womb nothing compares to that sweet taste high and low, inching closer to the womb
sweet taste, blows through the satisfied lips it feels like i'm coming home
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