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Restless, restless Exhaling a thousand sighs. My wasted breath this rotting fruit. The seeds won't germinate and I won't sleep. Have the vines choke 'til slumber.
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Feb 26, 2012
Feb 26, 2012 at 9:07 PM UTC
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Restless, restless Exhaling a thousand sighs. My wasted breath this rotting fruit. The seeds won't germinate and I won't sleep. Have the vines choke 'til slumber.
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Feb 26, 2012
Feb 26, 2012 at 9:07 PM UTC
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