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Spear my years with a nail or two to disintegrate the partings of rust, and with honey foretelling lacking short age, creates a fine wealth to adjust. The confinements of rails seek some sort of wayward point, breading, kneeding, in absence of hunching mirth. So when the 2's and 3's speed up to fine 6's and 7's; remind me. Remind me to seed kind water and properly place them.
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Nov 17, 2011
Nov 17, 2011 at 4:41 PM UTC
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Spear my years with a nail or two to disintegrate the partings of rust, and with honey foretelling lacking short age, creates a fine wealth to adjust. The confinements of rails seek some sort of wayward point, breading, kneeding, in absence of hunching mirth. So when the 2's and 3's speed up to fine 6's and 7's; remind me. Remind me to seed kind water and properly place them.
tried a bit with rhythm, but the middle/end does not sound quite like the first.
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Nov 17, 2011
Nov 17, 2011 at 4:41 PM UTC
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