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A roundabout paved A single stormy wave Which incapsulated The most rogue of my brains Ever since I've followed I've been taken in spades I can hear cement Cracking in my name Dirt is more natural Yet lacking in traction To this day I'm defined by this slipperiest of action A Faction  a singular piece Turned my elbows from dust to contingent visceral grease A twist of a spin in a moment can release Quickly I am burdened for my aim is to please
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Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC
Babylonian Nature Of An Arrow Shot By Destiny
A roundabout paved A single stormy wave Which incapsulated The most rogue of my brains Ever since I've followed I've been taken in spades I can hear cement Cracking in my name Dirt is more natural Yet lacking in traction To this day I'm defined by this slipperiest of action A Faction  a singular piece Turned my elbows from dust to contingent visceral grease A twist of a spin in a moment can release Quickly I am burdened for my aim is to please
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Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC
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