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I want a companion, too someone to consume me with his fire over stories, flutes of port someone who can read his bible without believing what he sees and likes the sound the thunder makes when it drapes over the trees I want a companion, too to share this sorrel time to think my eyes are portals & to be my paradigm.
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Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC
Paradigm.
I want a companion, too someone to consume me with his fire over stories, flutes of port someone who can read his bible without believing what he sees and likes the sound the thunder makes when it drapes over the trees I want a companion, too to share this sorrel time to think my eyes are portals & to be my paradigm.
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Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC
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