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her mouth becomes smoke says, " ." (outside a bar; somewhere there is a siren mutely i remember my hands and putting them into my pockets) curls and splits up into quickly nothing vapor between 2 cherried lips–dissipating. (it is hard and quiet from the alleyway smoothness emerges a cat ) into which bathes the earth in neon and the night yawns out into starlight warm air and the thick smell of jasmine and beer
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 1:38 AM UTC
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her mouth becomes smoke says, " ." (outside a bar; somewhere there is a siren mutely i remember my hands and putting them into my pockets) curls and splits up into quickly nothing vapor between 2 cherried lips–dissipating. (it is hard and quiet from the alleyway smoothness emerges a cat ) into which bathes the earth in neon and the night yawns out into starlight warm air and the thick smell of jasmine and beer
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 1:38 AM UTC
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