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the lukewarm sun will waltz through cotton-made and fading mountains. grey with rage and ache, our dunes will jolt, with force they rattle quick. the hills diffuse from time to time in crumbs and grant our star permissions, parcels, moles on skin to gleam upon and blaze across.
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Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 1:27 PM UTC
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the lukewarm sun will waltz through cotton-made and fading mountains. grey with rage and ache, our dunes will jolt, with force they rattle quick. the hills diffuse from time to time in crumbs and grant our star permissions, parcels, moles on skin to gleam upon and blaze across.
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Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 1:27 PM UTC
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