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I write. I breeze. I freeze the moment away, Like that the moment gone away, Look back see the moment move away. Along the way, the matter of matters is the pattern gets faster after I lose my self, away. Distracted and passive , active for a crafted line to send chills down spines. Like that the moment, Lost
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Dec 26, 2015
Dec 26, 2015 at 5:34 AM UTC
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I write. I breeze. I freeze the moment away, Like that the moment gone away, Look back see the moment move away. Along the way, the matter of matters is the pattern gets faster after I lose my self, away. Distracted and passive , active for a crafted line to send chills down spines. Like that the moment, Lost
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Dec 26, 2015
Dec 26, 2015 at 5:34 AM UTC
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