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life is strange i'm dying(youare)and the world is out my window are little boats dots boats dots toandfro dots boat dots little and to and fro dots go whizzing very slowly outside my window i can a glass perspiring at my hip does the wind cooly blusters feel and a flower very like is a girl cut dribble which grasps the air climbing into the heat of july a star
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Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 7:27 PM UTC
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life is strange i'm dying(youare)and the world is out my window are little boats dots boats dots toandfro dots boat dots little and to and fro dots go whizzing very slowly outside my window i can a glass perspiring at my hip does the wind cooly blusters feel and a flower very like is a girl cut dribble which grasps the air climbing into the heat of july a star
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Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 7:27 PM UTC
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