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semblant snowflakes dash across a dotted line; yellow picture frames eat tar. twisted root of pine fallen, bellowing tears that steal wind, breathing irregular through patchwork lungs. humid fire tastes humour bland, ******* symbols of granite rust, inhaling smoke through tangled hairs in your nostrils.
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Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 11:25 PM UTC
A Taste of Humour
semblant snowflakes dash across a dotted line; yellow picture frames eat tar. twisted root of pine fallen, bellowing tears that steal wind, breathing irregular through patchwork lungs. humid fire tastes humour bland, ******* symbols of granite rust, inhaling smoke through tangled hairs in your nostrils.
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Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 11:25 PM UTC
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