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[deliriumtrigg]

sitting in a blue lit room. the emotion of christmas meets a different perspective. pinned under a labrynth of ghosts without eyes or any other facial features. Just the fabric of life covering our bodies. held up by carefully placed pinpoints in our life. 
Without these pinpoints, the ghosts fall over our bodies, onto us, into us. The blue light is

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[housesofsnow]

wednesday.