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Out in the willow a caged bird sings wound up slowly by metallic strings drunkenly stumbling and twirling about hopping clumsily on a branch. Out in the willow a caged bird sings chirping mechanically about nonsensical things drunkenly stumbling and twirling about perched precariously on a lance. Out in the willow a caged bird cries spiraling towards an untimely demise drunkenly stumbling and twirling about groggily swelling, his breast full of doubt out in the willow a caged bird Falls.
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 3:05 AM UTC
Wind Up Bird
Out in the willow a caged bird sings wound up slowly by metallic strings drunkenly stumbling and twirling about hopping clumsily on a branch. Out in the willow a caged bird sings chirping mechanically about nonsensical things drunkenly stumbling and twirling about perched precariously on a lance. Out in the willow a caged bird cries spiraling towards an untimely demise drunkenly stumbling and twirling about groggily swelling, his breast full of doubt out in the willow a caged bird Falls.
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 3:05 AM UTC
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