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come, if thou wilt see the starry dreamer of the deep skyward gaze, through history of unbearable pressures; "Trust in my smile! I am an honest priest, dear boys. I can think of God for you as well" quick flights between ethical discotheques to the end the night lead us all back up the steps down which the bodies were cast like dice, not loaded like the rest though they all fell face down anyways.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 2:30 PM UTC
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come, if thou wilt see the starry dreamer of the deep skyward gaze, through history of unbearable pressures; "Trust in my smile! I am an honest priest, dear boys. I can think of God for you as well" quick flights between ethical discotheques to the end the night lead us all back up the steps down which the bodies were cast like dice, not loaded like the rest though they all fell face down anyways.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 2:30 PM UTC
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