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the man on the roof was a fool of which those around me concur doing nothing at all causing nothing less than an unending stir so i walked on by as my mind remained dry from the corner of my eye i realized. the Man on the Roof was I and my self-understanding had died.
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 12:43 PM UTC
the man on the roof
the man on the roof was a fool of which those around me concur doing nothing at all causing nothing less than an unending stir so i walked on by as my mind remained dry from the corner of my eye i realized. the Man on the Roof was I and my self-understanding had died.
alexandra-balevre
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 12:43 PM UTC
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