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fire-fire, lair-lair can't see where this heat ends or where it originally begins following fashion but giving up on trends art is a concept and there is nothing left of my personality to defend strictly forbidden the rules i tend to bend you impress my heart i am your friend
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May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 2:08 PM UTC
fire-fire, lair-lair
fire-fire, lair-lair can't see where this heat ends or where it originally begins following fashion but giving up on trends art is a concept and there is nothing left of my personality to defend strictly forbidden the rules i tend to bend you impress my heart i am your friend
jordan-bryson
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May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 2:08 PM UTC
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