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and why do those men build that fourth wall shutting out the sky bright blue ghosts chat in the moonlight tacked to empty rooms, window holes, no heat those repeated stem-cel rooms a desk, a chair, a bed, who knows? waiting in line for a purpose
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Dec 24, 2016
Dec 24, 2016 at 10:04 PM UTC
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and why do those men build that fourth wall shutting out the sky bright blue ghosts chat in the moonlight tacked to empty rooms, window holes, no heat those repeated stem-cel rooms a desk, a chair, a bed, who knows? waiting in line for a purpose
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Dec 24, 2016
Dec 24, 2016 at 10:04 PM UTC
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