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.....the love showed up... ..mocking at my door.. ...scratching imperfections... ..into the paint.. ...till my senses jarred... ..and the manor with which I viewed this world.. ...was declared (feast in maw) "Dealt with" I battered open the door And let in An overwhelming nutritional excess.... .....refeeted in this way I was handed all this : The damage was a Rinth of Life when all I wanted was a page to unfold
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Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 10:02 PM UTC
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.....the love showed up... ..mocking at my door.. ...scratching imperfections... ..into the paint.. ...till my senses jarred... ..and the manor with which I viewed this world.. ...was declared (feast in maw) "Dealt with" I battered open the door And let in An overwhelming nutritional excess.... .....refeeted in this way I was handed all this : The damage was a Rinth of Life when all I wanted was a page to unfold
neth-jones
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Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 10:02 PM UTC
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