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he was a wreckage in his own sea of liquor we sailed away, both, from the same shore the other went for his lure i, I went for the cure, assembled, gathered the fragments in the empty bottle perpetually sealing the slur of words that one can never untell
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Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 2:25 AM UTC
Wreck aged
he was a wreckage in his own sea of liquor we sailed away, both, from the same shore the other went for his lure i, I went for the cure, assembled, gathered the fragments in the empty bottle perpetually sealing the slur of words that one can never untell
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Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 2:25 AM UTC
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