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He is a crazy but lad that yearns to raise a seance that resonates deeply in his heart where his past with a lariat are in his throes again yet he's ultimately commanded his dire inspiration in plaid that molasses is strewn in rope as his primary experience and desires catapult in spirit though with his lips of wine weep in blood but still by political lines why in heaven butters his bread and easily tie his stead again that weld his guile forthwith a tape where vespers have borne even law backing sustenance upon decree that rudder his existence along borders in trades
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Aug 6, 2017
Aug 6, 2017 at 7:07 AM UTC
Captain Jack
He is a crazy but lad that yearns to raise a seance that resonates deeply in his heart where his past with a lariat are in his throes again yet he's ultimately commanded his dire inspiration in plaid that molasses is strewn in rope as his primary experience and desires catapult in spirit though with his lips of wine weep in blood but still by political lines why in heaven butters his bread and easily tie his stead again that weld his guile forthwith a tape where vespers have borne even law backing sustenance upon decree that rudder his existence along borders in trades
The Homland of Fine Arts
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Aug 6, 2017
Aug 6, 2017 at 7:07 AM UTC
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