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Our ovoid showers copper on the fourth of july Slips fists until bliss razed the grass with red dye Empty sieve lead hooks to spank through the nights Our mare’s nest by-passing sparkled like a firefly Birds & trees vastly sprout young waves of light Lugged for incredible misbehavior Until glass rolls & lights up with majestic flavors
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 6:55 AM UTC
We Are The Trees Up That Hill
Our ovoid showers copper on the fourth of july Slips fists until bliss razed the grass with red dye Empty sieve lead hooks to spank through the nights Our mare’s nest by-passing sparkled like a firefly Birds & trees vastly sprout young waves of light Lugged for incredible misbehavior Until glass rolls & lights up with majestic flavors
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 6:55 AM UTC
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