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There was an old world that turned on it's head, and turned out it’s pockets and shook out the dead, and shook off the living and all of their stuff til' all there was left it considered enough, and all there was left was a world upsidedown, and wind and whatever had roots in the ground, and fish with a warning to stay where they be, down under the waves of the shookabout sea.
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Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 1:22 PM UTC
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There was an old world that turned on it's head, and turned out it’s pockets and shook out the dead, and shook off the living and all of their stuff til' all there was left it considered enough, and all there was left was a world upsidedown, and wind and whatever had roots in the ground, and fish with a warning to stay where they be, down under the waves of the shookabout sea.
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Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 1:22 PM UTC
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