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It wont matter much, staring coldness of winters breath freezing eyes water are icicles triangulating seeing in three demensions appealing like prisms that bend light wonder what person shows up tonight are the angles of you align perfect in semmetry has a particle bounded off to a distant and scattered your love protons to an unknown place
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Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 8:10 PM UTC
wondering
It wont matter much, staring coldness of winters breath freezing eyes water are icicles triangulating seeing in three demensions appealing like prisms that bend light wonder what person shows up tonight are the angles of you align perfect in semmetry has a particle bounded off to a distant and scattered your love protons to an unknown place
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Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 8:10 PM UTC
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