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Why, given these winnings, are you compelled to defend… Where I live in the beginning that lies at the end? To die driven and spinning, far too fast not to pretend… Decisive will the sinning burn a lonely man to blend? When I live in the beginning that lies at the end.
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 12:45 AM UTC
Beginning Dies
Why, given these winnings, are you compelled to defend… Where I live in the beginning that lies at the end? To die driven and spinning, far too fast not to pretend… Decisive will the sinning burn a lonely man to blend? When I live in the beginning that lies at the end.
Second portion of "Anomie" by Atypnoc and Anomic84 soundcloud.com/baird-atypnoc/anomie
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 12:45 AM UTC
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