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Ain't no one trying to be true. no more I'm hiding my blue. just once, try someone's stew, and you might get a clue. these words are long overdue. Stews simmer, hieroglyphs are forever. Form them carefully together because someone who's clever will sever them forever. Don't let your tongue become leather.
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Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 7:06 AM UTC
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Ain't no one trying to be true. no more I'm hiding my blue. just once, try someone's stew, and you might get a clue. these words are long overdue. Stews simmer, hieroglyphs are forever. Form them carefully together because someone who's clever will sever them forever. Don't let your tongue become leather.
hank-roberts
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30/M/American
Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 7:06 AM UTC
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