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Time's not real but our energy is waning and unsubstantial despite the waxy substance sticking stringing us together. A touch of sun, a lick of flame melt away, dissipate
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Sep 13, 2016
Sep 13, 2016 at 11:37 AM UTC
Time's not real
Time's not real but our energy is waning and unsubstantial despite the waxy substance sticking stringing us together. A touch of sun, a lick of flame melt away, dissipate
cecelia-francis
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Sep 13, 2016
Sep 13, 2016 at 11:37 AM UTC
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