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Nov 22. 2025
I’m dug by the living for the ones who can’t speak, Secrets whisper from me when the moon hangs low, Detectives disturb me for bones long forgotten, Yet once I claim you, no man ever escapes.
Nov 22. 2025
I’m dug by the living for the ones who can’t speak, Secrets whisper from me when the moon hangs low, Detectives disturb me for bones long forgotten, Yet once I claim you, no man ever escapes.