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The moon hangs half cocked Between the condominiums Swallowed half in shadow It still gasps for air With its dead lips out to space. Went 0/4 tonight and still was a star. Sequins are the new legitimacy. Fingers, the new lies.
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 1:24 PM UTC
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The moon hangs half cocked Between the condominiums Swallowed half in shadow It still gasps for air With its dead lips out to space. Went 0/4 tonight and still was a star. Sequins are the new legitimacy. Fingers, the new lies.
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 1:24 PM UTC
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