Tacoma Sarcoma
a chill to the bone, my home is a snowglobe
Like a mint green breeze
my storm's wrath is Rainier
than Seattle Freeze
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Dominique Delphi
"Until the lion learns how to write, every story will glorify the hunter" -- African proverb
A hypersensitive, but pure-hearted Pisces rising, Scorpio sun, Capricorn moon
INFP, enneagram 4w5, Ravenclaw
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