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Not your Central Park, a new cobweb, and expectations of Peter Parker. Find me As Stickiness slips the struggle of gummy hands glued While open Ended Ice Cream drips a maze of mosaics, one, two, three Purple Pin Stripes at a time, and I still catch your Lips
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May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 1:51 PM UTC
"Summery" of a new World
Not your Central Park, a new cobweb, and expectations of Peter Parker. Find me As Stickiness slips the struggle of gummy hands glued While open Ended Ice Cream drips a maze of mosaics, one, two, three Purple Pin Stripes at a time, and I still catch your Lips
margrett-gold
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May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 1:51 PM UTC
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