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brink of a doubling over down falls forming a sensory slump soft spoke and mirror smoke jailed as rome's one true heroes we were softly sure oft and were true disposed, 'man alive told me and now I am telling you' grant this - that we are born and die forever feeling a drifting time what a ride grant this - that we are most recent and are and are again the newest information we feel grant this - that we are loved and that we are the newest unto we are ourselves
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Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 4:24 PM UTC
the newest
brink of a doubling over down falls forming a sensory slump soft spoke and mirror smoke jailed as rome's one true heroes we were softly sure oft and were true disposed, 'man alive told me and now I am telling you' grant this - that we are born and die forever feeling a drifting time what a ride grant this - that we are most recent and are and are again the newest information we feel grant this - that we are loved and that we are the newest unto we are ourselves
Edited a bit to be less floaty. Wrote this while nearly drifting off into a soft sleep in a class that doesn't matter
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Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 4:24 PM UTC
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