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When the feeling Fills to the brim The ripple, overflow, spills and pours out Around me Onto you I don't understand them I am over it. These are my insides Will you take them?
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 6:46 PM UTC
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When the feeling Fills to the brim The ripple, overflow, spills and pours out Around me Onto you I don't understand them I am over it. These are my insides Will you take them?
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 6:46 PM UTC
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