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Rigor Mortis
… Overruled by emotions, I look down over my body. Laid out across a beautiful garden on this grey foggy morning. It’s wet outside, but I’m like ice. When it’s cold, I harden…
… Overruled by emotions, I look down over my body. Laid out across a beautiful garden on this grey foggy morning. It’s wet outside, but I’m like ice. When it’s cold, I harden…