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The days of the week bleed together like watercolor memories of a clumsy painter. Find your question, Solve your puzzle. Make yourself shine in a box of dull lightbulbs "I was born into a floating sphere in space, And I'm not sure what to make of this place." So what the hell am I here for? And what am I thinking? I'm in a generation that just can't stop screaming. But I'm still standing.
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Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 5:47 AM UTC
The Days of the Week
The days of the week bleed together like watercolor memories of a clumsy painter. Find your question, Solve your puzzle. Make yourself shine in a box of dull lightbulbs "I was born into a floating sphere in space, And I'm not sure what to make of this place." So what the hell am I here for? And what am I thinking? I'm in a generation that just can't stop screaming. But I'm still standing.
koty-pete
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Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 5:47 AM UTC
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