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Just what is he talking about? #secrets of the universe don't simply reveal into an unfinished mess of synapse and flesh Nay, quite a complicated matter grey that would flutter and flatter across the toiling gases and celestial masses Yet these words contain no more life than the worlds blooming in the booming yawn of darkness Some find their despair a slight but when compared to the fair night they should see the empty in eternity Star light, Star bright I wish you may, I wish you might see the black reveal the white grey together, lips sealed tight.
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 1:27 AM UTC
Destruction
Just what is he talking about? #secrets of the universe don't simply reveal into an unfinished mess of synapse and flesh Nay, quite a complicated matter grey that would flutter and flatter across the toiling gases and celestial masses Yet these words contain no more life than the worlds blooming in the booming yawn of darkness Some find their despair a slight but when compared to the fair night they should see the empty in eternity Star light, Star bright I wish you may, I wish you might see the black reveal the white grey together, lips sealed tight.
jessiah
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 1:27 AM UTC
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