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tell me the stories past, dear one I want to cover lies and redraw the sun, the swelling globe of our love I'm your neighbour, not your pillar we're dependent on the paradigm different emerging locus, different bare portrait for this montage of mine I want to retreat into the heart of your house, into the middle, just us two I'm your neighbour, not your shield, and we're dependent on the paradigm I'll go the risky route we'll make it beautifully chaotic, to return to square one don't hesitate, let's make this now -c.j.
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 3:05 AM UTC
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tell me the stories past, dear one I want to cover lies and redraw the sun, the swelling globe of our love I'm your neighbour, not your pillar we're dependent on the paradigm different emerging locus, different bare portrait for this montage of mine I want to retreat into the heart of your house, into the middle, just us two I'm your neighbour, not your shield, and we're dependent on the paradigm I'll go the risky route we'll make it beautifully chaotic, to return to square one don't hesitate, let's make this now -c.j.
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