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starving on the fringes gorged and gored of that vibrating center   Look at me but not that long, let me be a cog of the conversation, I can't start the wheels turning and god please don't turn me into rust, grinding words to a scream, a screeching halt
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 8:44 PM UTC
Fun at parties
starving on the fringes gorged and gored of that vibrating center   Look at me but not that long, let me be a cog of the conversation, I can't start the wheels turning and god please don't turn me into rust, grinding words to a scream, a screeching halt
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 8:44 PM UTC
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