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Singing up on the fly, the sea touches the cloud. Dancing on the ground, it won't slip off the floor, it won’t drop a drop! Curiously algorithmic, runs on the go, leaps or dips, but never is a gone goose! Ah, holy smoke, what did you drop?
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 8:53 PM UTC
Singing On The Fly
Singing up on the fly, the sea touches the cloud. Dancing on the ground, it won't slip off the floor, it won’t drop a drop! Curiously algorithmic, runs on the go, leaps or dips, but never is a gone goose! Ah, holy smoke, what did you drop?
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 8:53 PM UTC
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