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The greatest assassination in history but whodunnit? who killed all the dreams remains a mystery. In the boarded up closed down council cemetery where the bones lay of all of my ancestry, there's a place kept and it's still there awaiting me, but who killed the dreams is a mystery. I have blank screens where once there were hot dreams and the nightmares have rode off, no more night screams, it's one hell of a god **** calamity, but who killed all the dreams stays a mystery.
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 5:15 AM UTC
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The greatest assassination in history but whodunnit? who killed all the dreams remains a mystery. In the boarded up closed down council cemetery where the bones lay of all of my ancestry, there's a place kept and it's still there awaiting me, but who killed the dreams is a mystery. I have blank screens where once there were hot dreams and the nightmares have rode off, no more night screams, it's one hell of a god **** calamity, but who killed all the dreams stays a mystery.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 5:15 AM UTC
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