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It's burning It's melting It's hurting please, someone help
The souls of travelers lost amidst the sands rise toward peace on the cool night breeze
the ice cow living on the farm in the cold hills
The plastic bones in the shop are melting and forming a strange figure
You are walking silently and alone through the empty city
A human reshaped by plants now sees more than they could ever imagine, yet sees less than they think
pie : ) commission. handsome meow with a paper crown
Three small plants struggling to survive in barren lands


























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