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poor mind. suckling your dry mouth innocent eyes wanting but pried. are you the last to know that mother is dead? a time has come, my condolences, when time will not hold its ends and it will be far too grand for you to tie up or pretend. poor mind. are you the last to know not even earth holds you underneath your feet.
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 5:46 PM UTC
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poor mind. suckling your dry mouth innocent eyes wanting but pried. are you the last to know that mother is dead? a time has come, my condolences, when time will not hold its ends and it will be far too grand for you to tie up or pretend. poor mind. are you the last to know not even earth holds you underneath your feet.
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 5:46 PM UTC
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