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i've been endothermic and marginal. stung by cryptic bees with wheezing stings that haunt the glacier of the private mind. i have hijacked my quota of dismal and pawned the scope of my grasp for a bird in the hand, in a coma.
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Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 5:32 AM UTC
Sung Upside Down
i've been endothermic and marginal. stung by cryptic bees with wheezing stings that haunt the glacier of the private mind. i have hijacked my quota of dismal and pawned the scope of my grasp for a bird in the hand, in a coma.
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Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 5:32 AM UTC
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