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More more Tactless, mind of brute I wish I could call myself Separate from this Still, I run and run Faster than my wisdom Stimulate Stimulate Is there some elegant closing To this wild expression? Not quite More salt instead I fall asleep With a numbness I wish I hadn't Welcomed in
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Sep 21, 2012
Sep 21, 2012 at 3:54 AM UTC
Pity
More more Tactless, mind of brute I wish I could call myself Separate from this Still, I run and run Faster than my wisdom Stimulate Stimulate Is there some elegant closing To this wild expression? Not quite More salt instead I fall asleep With a numbness I wish I hadn't Welcomed in
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Sep 21, 2012
Sep 21, 2012 at 3:54 AM UTC
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