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Stand alone scratching the spine of my open book. I alone touch this book manipulate the spine. They warn of the bright outside When I see only dark
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Jul 12, 2017
Jul 12, 2017 at 1:38 AM UTC
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Stand alone scratching the spine of my open book. I alone touch this book manipulate the spine. They warn of the bright outside When I see only dark
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Jul 12, 2017
Jul 12, 2017 at 1:38 AM UTC
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