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Leyla Fern King leaning against the inside of a photo booth in Berlin, Germany

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Three lines of poetry that read "but back then you were out of reach / so i laid ripe fruit at the foot of your altar / kneeling each time i passed your shadow"
The word "something" written in pen on a piece of paper
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