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Vladimir whispers comfort to me: *Holly Holly Holly Holly you should shed your scalesss on some cheap trolley railssss Just go, take your passport! Hold me 'round your neck for sport.* Smouldered by a motley Who ****** up my good wing Denying me proxy Intaking the most vital thing The wind is my only real motivation Inciting a remedy verse It feels like the strangest locomotive sensation You find me livid and ready to burst I notice the finality of some tension approaches Wait! do you feel the need to breathe? Are we all indebted to these crimson coaches While god pushes the sky down on you and me? I want to wait out their tussles and be grateful But I pay Her in ****** taxes I want to dry out my muscles and be helpful But I'm stuck on a flooded axis Dreaming of San Juan Where I tracked predator dung The search goes on Where we lost one failing lung Lead me to the classroom globe Let me decide when to Disapparate Give me mother's recipe for a ribosome I'm sure my trash will eventually dissipate Erasing A swing Defacing Her ring
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 9:52 PM UTC
Relocating again
Vladimir whispers comfort to me: *Holly Holly Holly Holly you should shed your scalesss on some cheap trolley railssss Just go, take your passport! Hold me 'round your neck for sport.* Smouldered by a motley Who ****** up my good wing Denying me proxy Intaking the most vital thing The wind is my only real motivation Inciting a remedy verse It feels like the strangest locomotive sensation You find me livid and ready to burst I notice the finality of some tension approaches Wait! do you feel the need to breathe? Are we all indebted to these crimson coaches While god pushes the sky down on you and me? I want to wait out their tussles and be grateful But I pay Her in ****** taxes I want to dry out my muscles and be helpful But I'm stuck on a flooded axis Dreaming of San Juan Where I tracked predator dung The search goes on Where we lost one failing lung Lead me to the classroom globe Let me decide when to Disapparate Give me mother's recipe for a ribosome I'm sure my trash will eventually dissipate Erasing A swing Defacing Her ring
Good advice
#moving
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aranciolightning
Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 9:52 PM UTC
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