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White walls and dark light, in corners. Listen closely, listen closely. Jumping jumping jumping jumping jumping in remembered things. Listen closely, listen closely. When feeling low under sky with breezes of sadness falling from the chin. Listen closely, listen closely. When Listening is Loud.
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 7:45 AM UTC
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White walls and dark light, in corners. Listen closely, listen closely. Jumping jumping jumping jumping jumping in remembered things. Listen closely, listen closely. When feeling low under sky with breezes of sadness falling from the chin. Listen closely, listen closely. When Listening is Loud.
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 7:45 AM UTC
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