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it ***** that **** the **** that ***** that lives inside my head. it gropes around for things to smite with **** because it ***** the more I try to smite the **** the more the **** smites my thoughts with **** the **** that smites my thoughts when I try to smite the **** that lives inside my head ***** like **** that smites my thoughts when I smite the **** for smiting me.
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 7:20 PM UTC
my ****
it ***** that **** the **** that ***** that lives inside my head. it gropes around for things to smite with **** because it ***** the more I try to smite the **** the more the **** smites my thoughts with **** the **** that smites my thoughts when I try to smite the **** that lives inside my head ***** like **** that smites my thoughts when I smite the **** for smiting me.
the **** is gone, the **** that smites. I smote it down without a fight. I smote the **** but I did not; the **** and I have never fought for I smote the **** without a thought
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 7:20 PM UTC
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