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Pickaxe swings, shards fly. Pieces move, yet inners hide. I've been swinging both day and night. Understanding you is a futile fight.
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Jan 11, 2017
Jan 11, 2017 at 10:27 AM UTC
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Pickaxe swings, shards fly. Pieces move, yet inners hide. I've been swinging both day and night. Understanding you is a futile fight.
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Jan 11, 2017
Jan 11, 2017 at 10:27 AM UTC
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