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being buried alive in a box or something and suffocating to death :O, firstly the claustrophobia would take over, the fear would be so great.. oh makes me shiver just thinking about it
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And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping. The moon tells me a secret. My confidant. As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own and
A million light reflections pass over me It's source is bright and endless. She resuscitates the hopeless Without her we are lifeless satellites drifting
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