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BILE AND BILE
Blades of rue gouge me.
I lie but in dismay and ire.
Hang fire snaked and vexing.
Trust me, the dimwit bumbles.
From the blanket of grey clouds to The scorching beams of...
I lie but in dismay and ire.
Hang fire snaked and vexing.
Trust me, the dimwit bumbles.
From the blanket of grey clouds to The scorching beams of...
