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Need you need me How of art have we come Art-form now~on living in darkness Be art it may or May never Serve, Inspire, donate, enter art-tame! Spirts, souls, shawl art-ourselves A new d art-Reaction Can of spray, spindle of tight strings play, play play, A delivery from good despite an outrunning of the Anvil of dat’ nothing, Present the Art- To whom: Press the button: Names Chris: Out-funded myself again this time it’s cost me at the worst time, my heart is in the dumps. I have never wanted to affect this many people because of my poor planning. My heart is balancing on tender you were “never meant to be anything else. “”Drifter, loser”, lost soul. Beep.... Message. You picture heART here now , please find away to press SEND.🛐
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Apr 24, 2020
Apr 24, 2020 at 4:43 PM UTC
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Need you need me How of art have we come Art-form now~on living in darkness Be art it may or May never Serve, Inspire, donate, enter art-tame! Spirts, souls, shawl art-ourselves A new d art-Reaction Can of spray, spindle of tight strings play, play play, A delivery from good despite an outrunning of the Anvil of dat’ nothing, Present the Art- To whom: Press the button: Names Chris: Out-funded myself again this time it’s cost me at the worst time, my heart is in the dumps. I have never wanted to affect this many people because of my poor planning. My heart is balancing on tender you were “never meant to be anything else. “”Drifter, loser”, lost soul. Beep.... Message. You picture heART here now , please find away to press SEND.🛐
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Apr 24, 2020
Apr 24, 2020 at 4:43 PM UTC
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