We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges — we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
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We who are beyond the mortal world see many things from the edges

— we hear the subtle shifts of rhythm in the beat of a blackening heart.
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