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The soothsayer only smiles and whispers, stays anticipation and decays til you kiss her. Leaning in: Posture is, as much as a broken back, lacking. Caught, stiff and bare, in a stare. "I'm not acting," I'm retracting my opinions backtrack to begin again. Pinioned by inclusion; on the right foot, left to my conclusions. If it's a game, then i'm losin'.
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Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 2:31 PM UTC
Don't Wait, Be Patient
The soothsayer only smiles and whispers, stays anticipation and decays til you kiss her. Leaning in: Posture is, as much as a broken back, lacking. Caught, stiff and bare, in a stare. "I'm not acting," I'm retracting my opinions backtrack to begin again. Pinioned by inclusion; on the right foot, left to my conclusions. If it's a game, then i'm losin'.
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Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 2:31 PM UTC
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