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Help! Screamed my mulberry bush. It was more peculiar than not, Wearing damsons for shoes. She cried so mutely, While the winds pouted softly. Expressing exaggerations of briskly Soaked demons delivering Allegory. In the form of tapping leaves- Scrying for millennium branches And canker-core enlightenment. We merely are-- broken mishaps Bearing mutations; teeny-tiny Fluctuations in the dust of dusts.
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Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 2:35 AM UTC
Help! (Said the mulberry bush)
Help! Screamed my mulberry bush. It was more peculiar than not, Wearing damsons for shoes. She cried so mutely, While the winds pouted softly. Expressing exaggerations of briskly Soaked demons delivering Allegory. In the form of tapping leaves- Scrying for millennium branches And canker-core enlightenment. We merely are-- broken mishaps Bearing mutations; teeny-tiny Fluctuations in the dust of dusts.
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Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 2:35 AM UTC
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