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Sell yourself, everyday. A little more, everyday. Numbers, lists, and names I've lost count What's one more? Eventually I'll be gone all gone, every piece auctioned, sold to numbers, lists, and names of men whose strange faces I don't know and can't remember.
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May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 8:43 PM UTC
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Sell yourself, everyday. A little more, everyday. Numbers, lists, and names I've lost count What's one more? Eventually I'll be gone all gone, every piece auctioned, sold to numbers, lists, and names of men whose strange faces I don't know and can't remember.
AKA_Kari
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Swedish
May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 8:43 PM UTC
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