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Dec 2016
I have a fleeting mind of a higher grade,
and no one to sharpen my wit on,
so I seek conversation in the saddest places
where depth is a trend and people wear melancholy as fashion.
CastorPolydeuces
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CastorPolydeuces  Montana
(Montana)   
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   JDK and mrmonst3r
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