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Sirens will sit, stand, sprint, and lay with you, if you let them. Sirens whisper of an incoming life while sometimes, on the same night, discussing one that is outgoing. Sirens have told the people of Nagasaki, Hiroshima, and Dresden that their air would be turned to ash, sooner rather than later. Sirens pull you to the side of the road to tell you that you're going too fast, so maybe slow down a little. Now modern Sirens have taken the face of man, the voice of man. They whisper not to the sailors; but to the people in their cars, in their places of work and in their homes. (buy my product) (become a member) (Listen to Me.) Maybe control is swaying and man is being changed, persuaded to sit, stand, sprint and lay with Sirens.
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 7:17 PM UTC
Sirens
Sirens will sit, stand, sprint, and lay with you, if you let them. Sirens whisper of an incoming life while sometimes, on the same night, discussing one that is outgoing. Sirens have told the people of Nagasaki, Hiroshima, and Dresden that their air would be turned to ash, sooner rather than later. Sirens pull you to the side of the road to tell you that you're going too fast, so maybe slow down a little. Now modern Sirens have taken the face of man, the voice of man. They whisper not to the sailors; but to the people in their cars, in their places of work and in their homes. (buy my product) (become a member) (Listen to Me.) Maybe control is swaying and man is being changed, persuaded to sit, stand, sprint and lay with Sirens.
dean-eyers
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 7:17 PM UTC
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