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Some sack ration Basted, Nation Clicking limbs Seraphim The bow swung low across the strings Heaven was created with memory Jesuit chanting; hymnals ripped and Hung beneath His fingertips Queasy Art; Wrecked hands Seminal beats and terminland Catch the sokoreal Spawning chests caelestis, heartbeats; the first sunset
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Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 12:49 PM UTC
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Some sack ration Basted, Nation Clicking limbs Seraphim The bow swung low across the strings Heaven was created with memory Jesuit chanting; hymnals ripped and Hung beneath His fingertips Queasy Art; Wrecked hands Seminal beats and terminland Catch the sokoreal Spawning chests caelestis, heartbeats; the first sunset
robert-c-ellis
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Greenville, SC
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 12:49 PM UTC
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