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colors we saw when we were kids are gone now there was vitrified rock a volcano maybe even an unidentified blast he ran at me like a terrified dog i tried to help my son but by the time we got to the hospital he was already gone why this desert? why are there no insects? human records exist they always die trying to escape in the geographic pattern animal occurances time dialted beauty what or where is my eraticism petrol, eayon, venus , mars , off kilter steady magnetic stream my compass stables pulse pulse we all get magnet affected
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Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 1:10 AM UTC
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colors we saw when we were kids are gone now there was vitrified rock a volcano maybe even an unidentified blast he ran at me like a terrified dog i tried to help my son but by the time we got to the hospital he was already gone why this desert? why are there no insects? human records exist they always die trying to escape in the geographic pattern animal occurances time dialted beauty what or where is my eraticism petrol, eayon, venus , mars , off kilter steady magnetic stream my compass stables pulse pulse we all get magnet affected
please message me im desperate
carl-hoek
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Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 1:10 AM UTC
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