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We could talk about this season, about how it's cold, about how it hurts more every year. We could talk about my patterns, about how they grow, about their ****** and its punctuality. We could talk about change, about how it's inevitable, about how it could save us, if only we'd let it. We could talk, but then again, just pass the flask. Let's drink, my friend.
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Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 3:23 AM UTC
Pillow Talk
We could talk about this season, about how it's cold, about how it hurts more every year. We could talk about my patterns, about how they grow, about their ****** and its punctuality. We could talk about change, about how it's inevitable, about how it could save us, if only we'd let it. We could talk, but then again, just pass the flask. Let's drink, my friend.
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Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 3:23 AM UTC
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