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Maybe it's in the air now. Maybe there is too much going around. Higher places make people wanna ascend already. The taste on your tongue comes that quickly. Gravity isn't lovely, Most were taught that as kids. Years later, hopping on a ship named Titanic 2. It wasn't for the free ***** It's always the same. People dying for the same mistakes. Shorter life for better times, the equation never changes. Why don't they put their arm out like a soldier and them allow them to not pass? Do they want them to realize? Do they want them to be like the rest? Like pond ****
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Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 8:29 PM UTC
Pond ****
Maybe it's in the air now. Maybe there is too much going around. Higher places make people wanna ascend already. The taste on your tongue comes that quickly. Gravity isn't lovely, Most were taught that as kids. Years later, hopping on a ship named Titanic 2. It wasn't for the free ***** It's always the same. People dying for the same mistakes. Shorter life for better times, the equation never changes. Why don't they put their arm out like a soldier and them allow them to not pass? Do they want them to realize? Do they want them to be like the rest? Like pond ****
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Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 8:29 PM UTC
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