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I recall when we’re all smiles, Paper flow’rs and hot-pink dyes, Virgils in the pitch black night, Scrape and file till screws sit tight, The toxic whiff of burnt plastic.
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Mar 24, 2024
Mar 24, 2024 at 12:56 PM UTC
burnt plastic
I recall when we’re all smiles, Paper flow’rs and hot-pink dyes, Virgils in the pitch black night, Scrape and file till screws sit tight, The toxic whiff of burnt plastic.
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Mar 24, 2024
Mar 24, 2024 at 12:56 PM UTC
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