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once, i picked a habit from a tree ripe and red, not meant for me had it fa(l)len instead by gravity i’d n(o)t be tasting this (v)ery insanity what remained but a rotten core i bit and i bit and i bit i bit i bit i bit i bit i bit and again once mor--     (é)
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Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 11:55 PM UTC
habits
once, i picked a habit from a tree ripe and red, not meant for me had it fa(l)len instead by gravity i’d n(o)t be tasting this (v)ery insanity what remained but a rotten core i bit and i bit and i bit i bit i bit i bit i bit i bit and again once mor--     (é)
n.b. the trunk in theory should grow a lot taller
#regret#relationships#forbidden#you#habits
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Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 11:55 PM UTC
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