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so freeing, yet so uncertain will they look back, will I look back and judge delivering the death sentence condemning the past how could you be so naive so immature so oblivious the images the scenes stencilled, scratched into the surfaces will they always be there will they always make me twist and squirm and turn so dramatic is this real (or is this just fantasy) which perceptions are true and which are just percieved the time it draws closer the magic will it stay? how to contain the magic in a moment the last receipt
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Mar 21, 2012
Mar 21, 2012 at 3:38 PM UTC
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so freeing, yet so uncertain will they look back, will I look back and judge delivering the death sentence condemning the past how could you be so naive so immature so oblivious the images the scenes stencilled, scratched into the surfaces will they always be there will they always make me twist and squirm and turn so dramatic is this real (or is this just fantasy) which perceptions are true and which are just percieved the time it draws closer the magic will it stay? how to contain the magic in a moment the last receipt
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