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lights in our northern souls we chew peanut butter sandwiches and contemplate our existences the future is sticky and the past is honey-brown that glues our teeth together we swallow our words and drown in the light
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Apr 10, 2017
Apr 10, 2017 at 11:58 AM UTC
peanut butter souls
lights in our northern souls we chew peanut butter sandwiches and contemplate our existences the future is sticky and the past is honey-brown that glues our teeth together we swallow our words and drown in the light
crystallaiz
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Apr 10, 2017
Apr 10, 2017 at 11:58 AM UTC
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