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There is a long tail of madness that echoes from this wreckage. Molotov is making cocktails, as Kalashnikov assaults us at forty-two plus five. Triptamine takes the backseat, and your carpet bombs lay me to waste, ******
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 1:06 AM UTC
Molotov and Kalashnikov
There is a long tail of madness that echoes from this wreckage. Molotov is making cocktails, as Kalashnikov assaults us at forty-two plus five. Triptamine takes the backseat, and your carpet bombs lay me to waste, ******
Rmatheson
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 1:06 AM UTC
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