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Float seamlessly in dark. Come in my arms, like a cloud― like a moon. The cult will live on for eternity to meet the challenger. The objector had the flatfoot. Will walk overdressed. In eerie silence― an agile titan was going to vilify himself. Conscientiously I wanted to feel you once in my verses. No virtue, no sin was needed to come to the lips of an abyss.
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 11:32 PM UTC
Breaking The Golden Leash
Float seamlessly in dark. Come in my arms, like a cloud― like a moon. The cult will live on for eternity to meet the challenger. The objector had the flatfoot. Will walk overdressed. In eerie silence― an agile titan was going to vilify himself. Conscientiously I wanted to feel you once in my verses. No virtue, no sin was needed to come to the lips of an abyss.
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 11:32 PM UTC
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