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nothing is ethereal there is no peace tangible world holding tight to the bricks of my life and it's all terribly terribly real
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Aug 16, 2016
Aug 16, 2016 at 4:10 AM UTC
who keeps moving my reality and leaving it in the other room
nothing is ethereal there is no peace tangible world holding tight to the bricks of my life and it's all terribly terribly real
five things you can see four things you can touch three things you can hear two things you can smell one thing you can taste nothing to hold on to
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Aug 16, 2016
Aug 16, 2016 at 4:10 AM UTC
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