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Pink Slide down, Dissolve and rise; synthetic inspiration     manufactured by strangers with Clipboards and labcoats and beakers.   And I don't mind, no -- I don't mind your origin at all.   Only the destination.   Come to me.
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Mar 25, 2012
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