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the tap turns towards free flow spewing sounds of fluorinated spit aerated aqua, so far from Caribbean blue. baking soda toothpaste holds high aims to hammer ergonomic plastic lays plush within my grasp upper left molars first, always upper left molars gyroscopic suds bubble and sludge as the image of I projects into my eyes but it has been too long and now i see you too astral projection misplaced my mind and body my soul was now with you as we cleaned our teeth i see your titled head reflected in the mirror and my eyes cannot believe that it has been so long.
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Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 9:49 AM UTC
it has been so long
the tap turns towards free flow spewing sounds of fluorinated spit aerated aqua, so far from Caribbean blue. baking soda toothpaste holds high aims to hammer ergonomic plastic lays plush within my grasp upper left molars first, always upper left molars gyroscopic suds bubble and sludge as the image of I projects into my eyes but it has been too long and now i see you too astral projection misplaced my mind and body my soul was now with you as we cleaned our teeth i see your titled head reflected in the mirror and my eyes cannot believe that it has been so long.
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Aug 20, 2017 at 9:49 AM UTC
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