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*forced taste into sour mouth no, sweet fillers static existence yet sun and moons pretend the liars do speak great truths masterfully woven the tapestry gypsy jewels and patterned art mistaken for rewarding left dull my watered part nutritionally devoid not punishment or repentance the fast commences acute*
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 9:42 PM UTC
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*forced taste into sour mouth no, sweet fillers static existence yet sun and moons pretend the liars do speak great truths masterfully woven the tapestry gypsy jewels and patterned art mistaken for rewarding left dull my watered part nutritionally devoid not punishment or repentance the fast commences acute*
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 9:42 PM UTC
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