Maybe we get there in time. Maybe we can pull back from the abyss. Teetering on the cliffs — dancing on the edge, believing in flowers that stop the guns.
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Maybe we get there in time. Maybe we can pull back from the abyss. Teetering on the cliffs — dancing on the edge, believing in flowers that stop the guns.
Read more“THE ABYSS”