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occasionally, a flash of white page blankets her face like a pale Swedish summer the video stream clunks along on solipsist angles, falling, waking, back, here here pen on her tongue and I wonder where it's been, disease travels funny highways but the constant revelation of one germ after another makes the body a well-protected warzone, immunity flaunts its immunity, the pen picker probably protects the person a bit more aptly than the hand-sanitized middle-man afraid of the swine flu blue blanket holds her shoulders like she's swimming in a lake of silly putty and her white teeth glisten because she's lucky and no one ever notices their fortune when it's so close you can't see it. turn around, have you found it yet?
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Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 1:43 AM UTC
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occasionally, a flash of white page blankets her face like a pale Swedish summer the video stream clunks along on solipsist angles, falling, waking, back, here here pen on her tongue and I wonder where it's been, disease travels funny highways but the constant revelation of one germ after another makes the body a well-protected warzone, immunity flaunts its immunity, the pen picker probably protects the person a bit more aptly than the hand-sanitized middle-man afraid of the swine flu blue blanket holds her shoulders like she's swimming in a lake of silly putty and her white teeth glisten because she's lucky and no one ever notices their fortune when it's so close you can't see it. turn around, have you found it yet?
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Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 1:43 AM UTC
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