Fuck the facts

No return

Fuck the facts
Pushing the dirt, create a space, on your land. I sent you back, we weren't supposed to meet, but we did. No return. The echo of the remains, of a place called home. No return. In response to a long scream, home. The echo, the remains, a place called home.
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