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I go around in circles around myself having lost my destination I am stuck in my mind's morass so icky and gooey that every time I try to find my way back home Laistrygonians and Cyclops will always pop up on my mind.
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Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 5:46 PM UTC
Laistrygonians and Cyclops
I go around in circles around myself having lost my destination I am stuck in my mind's morass so icky and gooey that every time I try to find my way back home Laistrygonians and Cyclops will always pop up on my mind.
sofia-kioroglou
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Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 5:46 PM UTC
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