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A lather of impeccable ingredients I encompass myself bathing in natural soil If a mole tunnels the earth's crust I said to myself just yesterday Combining the affects to a sensitivity tease Why have I not lost oomph? Within the puzzles of a common mind That burns a light with no stroke What does make a person full of energy? Finding myself loose Which I don't know What addiction can cause everything so natural? A day and life of a babbling fool
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Jan 20, 2010
Jan 20, 2010 at 3:19 AM UTC
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A lather of impeccable ingredients I encompass myself bathing in natural soil If a mole tunnels the earth's crust I said to myself just yesterday Combining the affects to a sensitivity tease Why have I not lost oomph? Within the puzzles of a common mind That burns a light with no stroke What does make a person full of energy? Finding myself loose Which I don't know What addiction can cause everything so natural? A day and life of a babbling fool
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Jan 20, 2010
Jan 20, 2010 at 3:19 AM UTC
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