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the blue ceiling's fallen, all the livelong day the dead will try to raise it. so much like sunlight from the ground up. one side of the blade is dumb to the other, unable to see straight till the cut. a window has no such problem...won't need to sweat blood.
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Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 12:08 PM UTC
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the blue ceiling's fallen, all the livelong day the dead will try to raise it. so much like sunlight from the ground up. one side of the blade is dumb to the other, unable to see straight till the cut. a window has no such problem...won't need to sweat blood.
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Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 12:08 PM UTC
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