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You were the height of existence more high than view a poor man's whimsical consolation I'll give that to you and you took you took thigh then broke through you were an *** face askew You were the master of nothing lowly looking far from view heart beat inaudible; polemic attribution no want of memory and you smiled you smiled pin what you could held steadfast I don't know who you were I don't know that it was you I don't recall the sound or when it stopped I only remember when it restarted absent a shadow absent from view.
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 7:43 AM UTC
Non-existence after the fact
You were the height of existence more high than view a poor man's whimsical consolation I'll give that to you and you took you took thigh then broke through you were an *** face askew You were the master of nothing lowly looking far from view heart beat inaudible; polemic attribution no want of memory and you smiled you smiled pin what you could held steadfast I don't know who you were I don't know that it was you I don't recall the sound or when it stopped I only remember when it restarted absent a shadow absent from view.
robert-ross
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 7:43 AM UTC
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