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No music but the pen won't stop taking the hand for a dance on the stage No tides, the halcyon has come to brood but the ink won't stop flowing over the banks No noise but the empty canvass won't stop shouting at the painter to smear his paints and quit dilly-dallying
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Jan 16, 2020
Jan 16, 2020 at 5:29 AM UTC
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No music but the pen won't stop taking the hand for a dance on the stage No tides, the halcyon has come to brood but the ink won't stop flowing over the banks No noise but the empty canvass won't stop shouting at the painter to smear his paints and quit dilly-dallying
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18/M/Never-never land
Jan 16, 2020
Jan 16, 2020 at 5:29 AM UTC
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