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The Poet Words are meaningless      yours in particular ramblings of nonsense formed together into patterns and conjunctions assembled perfectly fit for the audience abode with their glistening shiny shoes and matching manicures I have no time for fingers that can't stand the feeling of touch      mine in particular I need to feel at home formed together into patterns and conjunctions assembled but not necessarily fit
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Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 12:42 PM UTC
The Poet
The Poet Words are meaningless      yours in particular ramblings of nonsense formed together into patterns and conjunctions assembled perfectly fit for the audience abode with their glistening shiny shoes and matching manicures I have no time for fingers that can't stand the feeling of touch      mine in particular I need to feel at home formed together into patterns and conjunctions assembled but not necessarily fit
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Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 12:42 PM UTC
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