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the age of your fingers touched to mine span lifetimes for us to expire we'd go out like plasma arched to the sun's curves
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Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 10:28 PM UTC
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the age of your fingers touched to mine span lifetimes for us to expire we'd go out like plasma arched to the sun's curves
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Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 10:28 PM UTC
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