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Synesthesia as a Synthetic Cynthia recognizes my Synthesis If I agree to this decree I will need the silence For this positivity unseen in this scene, a black coat hides its sole in the corner under a pale, wingless painting. If I agree, my Conscience be free, accoutrements as duality a binary in my triplicity, I will smack God four times for Mein Serenity
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May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 7:14 PM UTC
Selene
Synesthesia as a Synthetic Cynthia recognizes my Synthesis If I agree to this decree I will need the silence For this positivity unseen in this scene, a black coat hides its sole in the corner under a pale, wingless painting. If I agree, my Conscience be free, accoutrements as duality a binary in my triplicity, I will smack God four times for Mein Serenity
sean-cason
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May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 7:14 PM UTC
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