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darting eyes behind ten year old screens, hiding indirectly in directing slights of hand as if confronting demons would **** self worthlessness of purposefulness and destroys the steam of e, while everything crashes, to the infinite, singularity of everything that is in each note spoken out and sweetly sung out of the universe seen right in front of me
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Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC
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darting eyes behind ten year old screens, hiding indirectly in directing slights of hand as if confronting demons would **** self worthlessness of purposefulness and destroys the steam of e, while everything crashes, to the infinite, singularity of everything that is in each note spoken out and sweetly sung out of the universe seen right in front of me
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Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC
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