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Nothing Ever Ends Poetically . It Ends And We Turn It Into Poetry . All That Blood Was Never Once Beautiful

Nothing ever ends poetically . It ends and we turn it into poetry . All that blood was never once beautiful . It was just red .

Kait Rokowski

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