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I swear I can hear the clear sound of record static Like snow falling loudly and quietly upon the mic puff I can also hear the lights and electricity ringing Like a group of lost hikers found dead in the snow in socks The neighbors upstairs make knocking sounds at 3am from another dimension
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Mar 5, 2017
Mar 5, 2017 at 3:14 AM UTC
sockless hikers
I swear I can hear the clear sound of record static Like snow falling loudly and quietly upon the mic puff I can also hear the lights and electricity ringing Like a group of lost hikers found dead in the snow in socks The neighbors upstairs make knocking sounds at 3am from another dimension
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Mar 5, 2017
Mar 5, 2017 at 3:14 AM UTC
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