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I wonder how much unlike me I’d be, if I was for sure bat **** cra-zee I can really not see me, honestly that much to the left differently. I would not keep unsaid probably, And let be like horses running free the things that lay there in the dark secretely the things that scream inside me silently.
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:00 PM UTC
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I wonder how much unlike me I’d be, if I was for sure bat **** cra-zee I can really not see me, honestly that much to the left differently. I would not keep unsaid probably, And let be like horses running free the things that lay there in the dark secretely the things that scream inside me silently.
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:00 PM UTC
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