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it was a constant thrumming a nonstop humming it was pumping through my almost bursting veins once was a wild flame, it had no constraint on my wandering brain because it was wild it is now tame and cultivated. the flame is lost and no longer lives
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Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 1:41 AM UTC
diminished fire tongue
it was a constant thrumming a nonstop humming it was pumping through my almost bursting veins once was a wild flame, it had no constraint on my wandering brain because it was wild it is now tame and cultivated. the flame is lost and no longer lives
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Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 1:41 AM UTC
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