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the wayward bat of slumber no longer makes trajectories of the room dog on leash used to it running shoes walking stick first water tank pigeon flap water tank squirrel squeak overflowing school girls at the gate, call out their friend's name a scattered, shrill chorus fallen hair comma over tattered road
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Nov 2, 2016
Nov 2, 2016 at 7:40 AM UTC
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the wayward bat of slumber no longer makes trajectories of the room dog on leash used to it running shoes walking stick first water tank pigeon flap water tank squirrel squeak overflowing school girls at the gate, call out their friend's name a scattered, shrill chorus fallen hair comma over tattered road
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Nov 2, 2016
Nov 2, 2016 at 7:40 AM UTC
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