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lights are always on but nobody using glaring ephemeral hallways a room only for passage simple twisted ankle the way the hurt calmed you and smoothed the waves . always another way to find up riding the waves never one half or the other but sure feels like it
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 1:52 AM UTC
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lights are always on but nobody using glaring ephemeral hallways a room only for passage simple twisted ankle the way the hurt calmed you and smoothed the waves . always another way to find up riding the waves never one half or the other but sure feels like it
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 1:52 AM UTC
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