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never tried, ever failed as a baby squirrel life is a bullet, i hate never hits my hearth listen, it's calling me maybe with a raincoat under the gloomy bridge where's my bones my mind will cool down i know it well, maybe not this is just a dream that bullet is mine is my medal in my chest heavens were all on fire nowhere to go
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Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 1:29 PM UTC
tumbleweed
never tried, ever failed as a baby squirrel life is a bullet, i hate never hits my hearth listen, it's calling me maybe with a raincoat under the gloomy bridge where's my bones my mind will cool down i know it well, maybe not this is just a dream that bullet is mine is my medal in my chest heavens were all on fire nowhere to go
dalyarak
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Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 1:29 PM UTC
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