Wasted years of infamous devotion,
Love of infinite sulk & commotion.
All lines crossed.
Led each other to the sauce,
But damn, I just re-drink her potion.
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Willem Indigo
I spend substantial efforts diving into the unexplainable, the strange, and the bewilderingly blasphamous from a wry me, but it's a cold chaotic universe behind these eyes and at times, far beyond. I am Willem Indigo: where you wanna go?
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