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Oozing hot summer roads, I crawl across to help others get where they're going. The Son's of Liberty would be hella proud of me, no eagles were harmed in this tar and featherweight bout between ground and pressure wait now, tectonic water, drowned in pleasure, no ***** just essence of. A girl broken up by her main mans in Pangea grandeur.           oceans shrivel into marshes, warming up to global standards           crows nibble in the darkness with earthly manners, clamoring casting slander on the dead,         covering graves. Hitting nails on the head lawns get shred in both ways speculation, scalped naivete,           roads paved through heat delirium,           post haste, bringing blurred horizons in the afternoon haze.
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Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 4:57 AM UTC
Asphault
Oozing hot summer roads, I crawl across to help others get where they're going. The Son's of Liberty would be hella proud of me, no eagles were harmed in this tar and featherweight bout between ground and pressure wait now, tectonic water, drowned in pleasure, no ***** just essence of. A girl broken up by her main mans in Pangea grandeur.           oceans shrivel into marshes, warming up to global standards           crows nibble in the darkness with earthly manners, clamoring casting slander on the dead,         covering graves. Hitting nails on the head lawns get shred in both ways speculation, scalped naivete,           roads paved through heat delirium,           post haste, bringing blurred horizons in the afternoon haze.
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Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 4:57 AM UTC
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