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in twilight's dusk are most furious those sounds heard when most are sound asleep can be curious the tastes tasted of life's here and now the scents near and far if taken serious might bring a strong man to his knees somehow, or a cautious virtuous woman to her demise, so tend the echoes carefully see into the  myst most warily behold the dawn with eyes open smell like a scent hound the variances eye the echoes as a bat crawl the corners careful
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Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 1:12 AM UTC
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in twilight's dusk are most furious those sounds heard when most are sound asleep can be curious the tastes tasted of life's here and now the scents near and far if taken serious might bring a strong man to his knees somehow, or a cautious virtuous woman to her demise, so tend the echoes carefully see into the  myst most warily behold the dawn with eyes open smell like a scent hound the variances eye the echoes as a bat crawl the corners careful
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Dec 20, 2016 at 1:12 AM UTC
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