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Now that February days leave sweat on a               glass Weather mixes me up Like a stiff drink Let the ice melt Let the ring on the table condensate And condescend me Plain as a paper towel Just read in between the vowels
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Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 1:02 PM UTC
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Now that February days leave sweat on a               glass Weather mixes me up Like a stiff drink Let the ice melt Let the ring on the table condensate And condescend me Plain as a paper towel Just read in between the vowels
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Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 1:02 PM UTC
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