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I noticed the border grow greater Strained order, impatient Creeping numb Sweet straw swaying and thin My breath Gives room for You to come in Ways open In fact, the doors are broken Gone I'm choking
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Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 3:26 AM UTC
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I noticed the border grow greater Strained order, impatient Creeping numb Sweet straw swaying and thin My breath Gives room for You to come in Ways open In fact, the doors are broken Gone I'm choking
exploration of an experience
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Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 3:26 AM UTC
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