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Agreement is not needed,. Turmoil is deep seeded Starve it you can't feed it. Face it You don't need it. Contrary to what they told you nothing is set in stone. Even in your empty room you are never alone. The black sheetrock sees you. Even if you don't want it to. You'll be kissing the ground when this is through. Listen to the sound of possibility, and set your mind free.
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Jul 4, 2012
Jul 4, 2012 at 6:19 AM UTC
You'll Be Kissing The Ground When This Is Through
Agreement is not needed,. Turmoil is deep seeded Starve it you can't feed it. Face it You don't need it. Contrary to what they told you nothing is set in stone. Even in your empty room you are never alone. The black sheetrock sees you. Even if you don't want it to. You'll be kissing the ground when this is through. Listen to the sound of possibility, and set your mind free.
Be Harlequin. Not Pierrot.
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Jul 4, 2012
Jul 4, 2012 at 6:19 AM UTC
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