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time's past experience escaped the general present on my condition. impressed, expressing itself across my countenance to the perpetual stiffness of cape cod upon the horizon of fall. the ceiling, blended light spectrum. ceaseless blowing twine each direction. enmity, inviting intrepid to traveler none. quiet prolonged so to take up its own place. sudden sensing singular without companion as the earth comes undone. absent the orb - one's inward sun. by the devil's eve all warmth be shunned.
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Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 8:09 PM UTC
cape cod by the devil's eve
time's past experience escaped the general present on my condition. impressed, expressing itself across my countenance to the perpetual stiffness of cape cod upon the horizon of fall. the ceiling, blended light spectrum. ceaseless blowing twine each direction. enmity, inviting intrepid to traveler none. quiet prolonged so to take up its own place. sudden sensing singular without companion as the earth comes undone. absent the orb - one's inward sun. by the devil's eve all warmth be shunned.
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Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 8:09 PM UTC
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