Now You Know.
Submerged in depths. Convinced by pores. Lines entwined, In captured roles. No! No! No! I won't be controlled. Light is enveloped By charcoal blows. Click the lighter Under crumbly charcoal. Light 2 bright Omg,you've burnt your nose. You feel such fear At last involved. Don't ever control my light. For light expose. ©11/09/2021.Wired6.
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