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He fiddled with the flick of the newspapers as one flicks with the fiddles of monotony Back and forth, back and forth Like a fake apology. The thing he does with the newspaper, Rolls the rampant fabric of reality, To put betwixt to anythings. Limping table, limping stove, and limping heart.
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Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 2:06 PM UTC
Newspaper
He fiddled with the flick of the newspapers as one flicks with the fiddles of monotony Back and forth, back and forth Like a fake apology. The thing he does with the newspaper, Rolls the rampant fabric of reality, To put betwixt to anythings. Limping table, limping stove, and limping heart.
dulce-ivonne
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Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 2:06 PM UTC
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