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by aname

rain dogs lightn bolts wet shirt at forty five pants soak holes float big like sky the red sign black tea death sticks all sunk I hate it dry
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Apr 29, 2015
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forty five: degrees

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#hate#death#rain#dry#tea#wet#gogo#sunk#chai#tutun
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