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and it is undone plucked from the snow with the glasses of a rose back on the bridge I saunter on til the next doubt comes along and tries to ***** my thumb.
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Jul 1, 2012
Jul 1, 2012 at 2:01 AM UTC
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and it is undone plucked from the snow with the glasses of a rose back on the bridge I saunter on til the next doubt comes along and tries to ***** my thumb.
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Jul 1, 2012
Jul 1, 2012 at 2:01 AM UTC
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