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There are no blackouts for us transitions; seemless one waking daydreaming monologue to the next no cut or redo for me & you. Deuterogenists. Astrology and Escapology; You dream and I disappear. but it seems that we were casted together This isn't stage fright- its fear. It's rude to say the extra's weren't needed. But its true. I guess the light always burned brighter, when it was just us two. Act I through to V lasted our life encore? no more. I'll retire a gray fox and you my partner in crime. Lets see what our final scene has in store.
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Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 4:46 AM UTC
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There are no blackouts for us transitions; seemless one waking daydreaming monologue to the next no cut or redo for me & you. Deuterogenists. Astrology and Escapology; You dream and I disappear. but it seems that we were casted together This isn't stage fright- its fear. It's rude to say the extra's weren't needed. But its true. I guess the light always burned brighter, when it was just us two. Act I through to V lasted our life encore? no more. I'll retire a gray fox and you my partner in crime. Lets see what our final scene has in store.
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Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 4:46 AM UTC
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