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rolling a tulip. gone. eyes soft. heads nod. walls of alabaster layered cave hazy bodies litter rave. i am folded: foldin rizla blue first a pocket by lick the glue. toast some bensons add in some resin. filled and build over tube. sweet trick, the petal, dude. small tribe makes the ground that the tulip travels around
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Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 4:56 AM UTC
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rolling a tulip. gone. eyes soft. heads nod. walls of alabaster layered cave hazy bodies litter rave. i am folded: foldin rizla blue first a pocket by lick the glue. toast some bensons add in some resin. filled and build over tube. sweet trick, the petal, dude. small tribe makes the ground that the tulip travels around
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Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 4:56 AM UTC
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