A witch's home
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Broken Doll
My soul feels like a broken doll left on the shelf that hasn't been touched in years, my porcelain face cracking as my smile begins to fade, something that took so long to perfect.
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My soul feels like a broken doll left on the shelf that hasn't been touched in years, my porcelain face cracking as my smile begins to fade, something that took so long to perfect.
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Oo, spooky. It's always such a fun surprise to come across shelters or formations like that while out in the woods. Did you bring the decor, or find it like that?
I found the space back in 2020,i believe it was made by a couple, they have added to it over time though the flood from last summer ripped up apart of the river that surrounded the area
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