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Flesh like an imagination, Fur on fire lights the way Through shrubby jungle puzzles. Forest keeps eating the path. My sanctimonious half, Shaken from an ancient sleep. Trauma swoons with swift row, Inner, Present, Equaled. Sear platforms of self through scenery. No safety to harbor. Age is wasted on the old, Didn't know wisdom is ethereal. Oblivious to the fact I Outlived my inner circle. Justify your justice, My toys don't talk anymore.
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 12:20 AM UTC
With Regards, Corduroy Bear.
Flesh like an imagination, Fur on fire lights the way Through shrubby jungle puzzles. Forest keeps eating the path. My sanctimonious half, Shaken from an ancient sleep. Trauma swoons with swift row, Inner, Present, Equaled. Sear platforms of self through scenery. No safety to harbor. Age is wasted on the old, Didn't know wisdom is ethereal. Oblivious to the fact I Outlived my inner circle. Justify your justice, My toys don't talk anymore.
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 12:20 AM UTC
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