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my fingers have blistered as i can no longer harness the sun warmth is foreign and intrusive warmth serves to damage and even sometimes destroy fill my tear ducts with sulfuric acid monetize my emotions bury me in a mass grave dug for no one but myself
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Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 10:07 PM UTC
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my fingers have blistered as i can no longer harness the sun warmth is foreign and intrusive warmth serves to damage and even sometimes destroy fill my tear ducts with sulfuric acid monetize my emotions bury me in a mass grave dug for no one but myself
joe-satkowski
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Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 10:07 PM UTC
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