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too interested in what is being put into my mouth to listen to hard knocks too muted to deaden my tone soft walls are what I need I could put up textured paper with simple tacks from floor to ceiling but would that help? Hollo! has gone to ground urinating on the floor dug in by fear I should have broke from under my covers and run riot at the scent of death by now I once read, a hound that lacks drive is apt to dwell not stuck in a house, putting up pictures or breaking in blankets not waning and whimpering like I'm doing now
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Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 6:11 PM UTC
soft walls
too interested in what is being put into my mouth to listen to hard knocks too muted to deaden my tone soft walls are what I need I could put up textured paper with simple tacks from floor to ceiling but would that help? Hollo! has gone to ground urinating on the floor dug in by fear I should have broke from under my covers and run riot at the scent of death by now I once read, a hound that lacks drive is apt to dwell not stuck in a house, putting up pictures or breaking in blankets not waning and whimpering like I'm doing now
jiminy-littly
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Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 6:11 PM UTC
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