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habit is at my elbow, tho crouching scenes not small too flank the left ulna. hell, w a flick of the wrist i could commission a fistless head squawk bloom. but this hag viscous, if lag of lead and cadmium sapped, ack- nowledges a vision, also. all have a voice, no matter how crude or elemental. the hydra, for instance, has a mouth- ful of membranous know how. jet-void smaller daff- odils milling and mauling tall, i am beautiful because i   am here amid it all for such a little bit
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Nov 25, 2017
Nov 25, 2017 at 11:40 AM UTC
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habit is at my elbow, tho crouching scenes not small too flank the left ulna. hell, w a flick of the wrist i could commission a fistless head squawk bloom. but this hag viscous, if lag of lead and cadmium sapped, ack- nowledges a vision, also. all have a voice, no matter how crude or elemental. the hydra, for instance, has a mouth- ful of membranous know how. jet-void smaller daff- odils milling and mauling tall, i am beautiful because i   am here amid it all for such a little bit
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Nov 25, 2017 at 11:40 AM UTC
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