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America is so big, large to the point of immense my small island perimeter mind cant take in that much I would be lost out there, way out west overawed, eyes spinning in their sockets, a kid in a candy store, given too many choices.
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Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 2:04 PM UTC
a kid in a candy store
America is so big, large to the point of immense my small island perimeter mind cant take in that much I would be lost out there, way out west overawed, eyes spinning in their sockets, a kid in a candy store, given too many choices.
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Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 2:04 PM UTC
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