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. My mind is infected with thoughts of you Poisoned with the idea of your ghost People are faceless, now that I've seen you Their traits, to your charm, have gone lost .
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 4:00 PM UTC
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. My mind is infected with thoughts of you Poisoned with the idea of your ghost People are faceless, now that I've seen you Their traits, to your charm, have gone lost .
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 4:00 PM UTC
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