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drawing nigh near emptying the well, sometimes I feel like lying saying hi fear come nearer my soul, sometimes I do making truth abstracting feel, like I am dying with chattering teeth my whole, at times shivers my mind fabricating a soul, everlasting
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
death approaches abstractly but
drawing nigh near emptying the well, sometimes I feel like lying saying hi fear come nearer my soul, sometimes I do making truth abstracting feel, like I am dying with chattering teeth my whole, at times shivers my mind fabricating a soul, everlasting
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
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