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Oranges and greens go paint your dreams but I'll wear my shroud under a dark black cloud your equitus smiles and falseness beguiles ashen faced frowns on the face of the clowns the paint that you wear is a thin veneer a veil of crimson over all that you fear so sup the wine and let it flow for what you shall reap is all that you sow
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 11:17 AM UTC
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Oranges and greens go paint your dreams but I'll wear my shroud under a dark black cloud your equitus smiles and falseness beguiles ashen faced frowns on the face of the clowns the paint that you wear is a thin veneer a veil of crimson over all that you fear so sup the wine and let it flow for what you shall reap is all that you sow
haydn-swan
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 11:17 AM UTC
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