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fresh juice of ripe fruit soothes the young tongue's craving for cold victory it slithers down the throat 'tis a a waterfall, a spring; vision returns to foggy eyes, deathening ears reawake; satisfaction tastes so good: it tastes of livelihood
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 8:25 PM UTC
to be fair its just juice
fresh juice of ripe fruit soothes the young tongue's craving for cold victory it slithers down the throat 'tis a a waterfall, a spring; vision returns to foggy eyes, deathening ears reawake; satisfaction tastes so good: it tastes of livelihood
Exaggerating? Me? No.
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 8:25 PM UTC
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