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time runs backwards what is fast is deemed slow i motion situs mon river flow out of notion soul and into the empty pools so shalt the water rise deserts no more but ponds o hexagonal 5 pouted stars as universes collide other must die there is no choice but freedoms reins ring those bells the chichi tolls on sacred soil they were built and energetic pathways meet at meeting points no less are the beggars than the high class hookers ( thieves) smokes from the cattiplliers lips are but clouds on distant horizons jasmine juice electronic sitar to the waning moon glow dip hose MUTHfuckin sails mate where is the *** in my tummy tum tum note please: he french resistance
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Sep 21, 2013
Sep 21, 2013 at 10:39 PM UTC
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time runs backwards what is fast is deemed slow i motion situs mon river flow out of notion soul and into the empty pools so shalt the water rise deserts no more but ponds o hexagonal 5 pouted stars as universes collide other must die there is no choice but freedoms reins ring those bells the chichi tolls on sacred soil they were built and energetic pathways meet at meeting points no less are the beggars than the high class hookers ( thieves) smokes from the cattiplliers lips are but clouds on distant horizons jasmine juice electronic sitar to the waning moon glow dip hose MUTHfuckin sails mate where is the *** in my tummy tum tum note please: he french resistance
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