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Quiver, waste. away. Or just a warm neutral. Temporary wastes. of time. That don't seem so temporary In this rattling frequency. Frequencies gliding through this space. this time. That whisper words my signs the signs. I read and forget I should let Them guide me to steady grounds. Just don't let go. Be found.
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Mar 12, 2012
Mar 12, 2012 at 8:40 PM UTC
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Quiver, waste. away. Or just a warm neutral. Temporary wastes. of time. That don't seem so temporary In this rattling frequency. Frequencies gliding through this space. this time. That whisper words my signs the signs. I read and forget I should let Them guide me to steady grounds. Just don't let go. Be found.
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Mar 12, 2012
Mar 12, 2012 at 8:40 PM UTC
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