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Yearning for clear, seven and fear; Found an old book and made it my snare. It rotted in bed and drank the stars, /Crossing closer to cars/

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Aug 8, 2015

Aug 8, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC

Yearning for clear, seven and fear; Found an old book and made it my snare. It rotted in bed and drank the stars, /Crossing closer to cars/

#fear #life #death #stars #books #literature

emily-snow

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Aug 8, 2015

Aug 8, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC

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