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A bail easily made her abase and extruded her there extremely adhered to hurl her more when she openly was scoffing only to vale her cry which defied throbbing with wind in her hair what allure was fair now blue as it wither season in waters soon dawn her tear with scolding moon turned into frost a scarf lined jacket that drift to stone fore midnight clear rose twinkle in her eyes
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Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 7:01 AM UTC
A Bail Or Rod, Soon In New Year
A bail easily made her abase and extruded her there extremely adhered to hurl her more when she openly was scoffing only to vale her cry which defied throbbing with wind in her hair what allure was fair now blue as it wither season in waters soon dawn her tear with scolding moon turned into frost a scarf lined jacket that drift to stone fore midnight clear rose twinkle in her eyes
Angler in stream till moon
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Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 7:01 AM UTC
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