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(-)

 

the robot is a ******

 

the baby

it goes

from baby

to baby

with no

message.

 

-

 

I want your work to matter.

 

(-)

 

subtitles, ghost

pollen / I sit

 

facing

my father

 

he strokes

a large

bumblebee…

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barton-d-smock
50 / M / American
Published
Apr 1, 2016
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