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I have buildings growing in my bones red bricks staggered stacking high with blue tile and brown stone the paint is already cracking but it is still fresh with life beds are laid with quilt and skin of animals the plants grow tall wall to wall and on the walls so much of me I must paint and paint and paint
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 9:49 PM UTC
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I have buildings growing in my bones red bricks staggered stacking high with blue tile and brown stone the paint is already cracking but it is still fresh with life beds are laid with quilt and skin of animals the plants grow tall wall to wall and on the walls so much of me I must paint and paint and paint
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 9:49 PM UTC
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