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My mind drifts As I swiftly move my palms To the rythm of my beating heart Township beats And Beasts smoking tik Life blows and age ticks We need some soul donors Odors in th air The dogs compete Everyday we repeat When shall we retreat I'm incomplete
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Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 3:42 PM UTC
Township Odors
My mind drifts As I swiftly move my palms To the rythm of my beating heart Township beats And Beasts smoking tik Life blows and age ticks We need some soul donors Odors in th air The dogs compete Everyday we repeat When shall we retreat I'm incomplete
SnipthePoeticOne
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Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 3:42 PM UTC
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