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the darkness of the mind has gorges fathoms deep with asphalt bitterness tar babies of the soul abound and toddle clumsily around in endless orbs that neither know their center nor their course a ghastly crowd of orphans floating by open doors unaware
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Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 6:25 PM UTC
dark thoughts
the darkness of the mind has gorges fathoms deep with asphalt bitterness tar babies of the soul abound and toddle clumsily around in endless orbs that neither know their center nor their course a ghastly crowd of orphans floating by open doors unaware
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Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 6:25 PM UTC
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