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“Do it Do it Do it.”, the shadows say. So bright Yet eerie Palms sweaty Heart crashing Leg shavers are my enemy 1 2 3 5 7 13 Handmade vents of pain Sweet Release Clean up the mess Memory lost Go to bed. “Wake up. Wake up.” Is it time to start again?
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 3:34 PM UTC
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“Do it Do it Do it.”, the shadows say. So bright Yet eerie Palms sweaty Heart crashing Leg shavers are my enemy 1 2 3 5 7 13 Handmade vents of pain Sweet Release Clean up the mess Memory lost Go to bed. “Wake up. Wake up.” Is it time to start again?
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 3:34 PM UTC
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