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red tape tapers the walls white walls cover the halls tabula rasa my mind descends into depths deeper, I pretend i'm far from home, far from here far from anyone and everyone dear a lady in the corner speaking in riddles singing upon the silver strings of a golden fiddle
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Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 7:40 PM UTC
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red tape tapers the walls white walls cover the halls tabula rasa my mind descends into depths deeper, I pretend i'm far from home, far from here far from anyone and everyone dear a lady in the corner speaking in riddles singing upon the silver strings of a golden fiddle
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Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 7:40 PM UTC
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