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Everyone believes they are the king of their own worlds Walking around with their hair grown long Looking down over everythig Flirting with the mysterious They wear sunglasses And speak rhythmically Pulling out their cameras Anticipating the next show Everyone is a mini habitat And that's how they go Wandering, forever
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 12:08 AM UTC
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Everyone believes they are the king of their own worlds Walking around with their hair grown long Looking down over everythig Flirting with the mysterious They wear sunglasses And speak rhythmically Pulling out their cameras Anticipating the next show Everyone is a mini habitat And that's how they go Wandering, forever
Seanzy
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 12:08 AM UTC
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