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the trap, i think, is letting your body trick you into believing that there could possibly be anything more interesting going on the trap is to let an artist tell you that any poem can improve on silence or that there is anywhere else in the world but the soft pink where her lip melts into her chin we waste life chasing infinity but god, its this! not these its this
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Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 7:41 PM UTC
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the trap, i think, is letting your body trick you into believing that there could possibly be anything more interesting going on the trap is to let an artist tell you that any poem can improve on silence or that there is anywhere else in the world but the soft pink where her lip melts into her chin we waste life chasing infinity but god, its this! not these its this
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Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 7:41 PM UTC
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