Marsh-Mired in Dreams of Sustenance

[There is nothing left of this post.]
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[This post was delicious.]
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[This post is only scars.]
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[This post is lost under the water, long lost.]
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[There is no-one here.]
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[This post is chained and locked away.]

[Sometimes there are insects on the skin and sometimes they are below it.]
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[What does the night mean?]
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[The sea eats apologies.]
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Oh my. I can only wonder in abject terror what has happened to poor Andrew.

As for what-I-shall-not-mention itself, I do hope that more than one chance shall be given - I seem to have already lost mine.
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I guess Mr. Eaten is closer then we think.

Looks like it…
Edit: I should keep pushing on with my scars, stains and memories, then
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I wanted to complete the content on the sea before I finished up with scars, stains, and memories.

Well, I’m still at only one stain due to cat-boxes not being in my luck =/ I suppose I have something to look ‘forward’ to, then

Do you want to friend me then? I seem to gen cat boxes and my normal friends aren’t pursuing the story.

[there is nothing here]
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[who asks questions?]
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[nothing is here]
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[hope as wax dissolves]
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