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you don't get that warm welcome from someone in the normal day it's a hateful and horrific world without your calming little touch our present is a pandemonium blooming with sorrow and authority responsibility can wait a longer time because all i have been waiting for is a word for the godsend that i see right in front of my whole existence
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Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 1:40 PM UTC
three in the morning
you don't get that warm welcome from someone in the normal day it's a hateful and horrific world without your calming little touch our present is a pandemonium blooming with sorrow and authority responsibility can wait a longer time because all i have been waiting for is a word for the godsend that i see right in front of my whole existence
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Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 1:40 PM UTC
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