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Grayness swells above, It rains glass drops from heaven They shatter on me. The glass will not make me bleed, My skin is hardened as stone.
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC
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Grayness swells above, It rains glass drops from heaven They shatter on me. The glass will not make me bleed, My skin is hardened as stone.
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC
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