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I am the overworked ceiling fan, Wishing to drop I am a hallowed out skull in the factory of know-it-alls, I am a deciphered code from nearly 67 years ago I am a pale face in summer, I am of death like the barefoot dancers I am a foe, and I am better off I am low in a canyon I am an unsurprised disaster, and I've already happened
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 9:09 PM UTC
8/20/13
I am the overworked ceiling fan, Wishing to drop I am a hallowed out skull in the factory of know-it-alls, I am a deciphered code from nearly 67 years ago I am a pale face in summer, I am of death like the barefoot dancers I am a foe, and I am better off I am low in a canyon I am an unsurprised disaster, and I've already happened
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Aug 20, 2013 at 9:09 PM UTC
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