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It's ironic I make doors all day, but i never get to open them. I see hope in a sea full of island-men But none of them will send for it.
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Feb 12, 2017
Feb 12, 2017 at 10:53 PM UTC
Islands among doors
It's ironic I make doors all day, but i never get to open them. I see hope in a sea full of island-men But none of them will send for it.
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Feb 12, 2017
Feb 12, 2017 at 10:53 PM UTC
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