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Arsenic sea under my steps The echoing loud Too hard to forget. Peculiar things happened while Labouring through This darkened street Where the monsters sleep. Hitchock we're done With your whistling numbers I need something less daunting tonight Why don't you Give me some light. I'm only passing through, Just give me some advice. What way do I go for the rest of my life?
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May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 7:58 AM UTC
Arsenic sea
Arsenic sea under my steps The echoing loud Too hard to forget. Peculiar things happened while Labouring through This darkened street Where the monsters sleep. Hitchock we're done With your whistling numbers I need something less daunting tonight Why don't you Give me some light. I'm only passing through, Just give me some advice. What way do I go for the rest of my life?
emma-duncanson
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May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 7:58 AM UTC
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