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Graphite poisoning stains my fingers my skull is left cracked. Paint is evidence that my hands are creating storing my soul out there you need to play life not the other way around take back the garden sleep is not sleep when your brain never rests during your unconsciousness.
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 3:20 PM UTC
Graphite
Graphite poisoning stains my fingers my skull is left cracked. Paint is evidence that my hands are creating storing my soul out there you need to play life not the other way around take back the garden sleep is not sleep when your brain never rests during your unconsciousness.
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 3:20 PM UTC
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