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solaces inverted comfort marches cue simple things, we say crazy things we do creased seasons plead reason silence deepens – overdue I tie my soul into my boots and know with time they’ll lead to you
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Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 8:49 PM UTC
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solaces inverted comfort marches cue simple things, we say crazy things we do creased seasons plead reason silence deepens – overdue I tie my soul into my boots and know with time they’ll lead to you
danny-e-harris
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Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 8:49 PM UTC
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