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it's funny, i guess, how you call me a closed book, when really, to open a closed book, to lift it, by the front cover, and, read all it's secrets, it's truths, it's lies, it's whispers, you must put in the effort, which you are not willing to do.
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 2:08 PM UTC
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it's funny, i guess, how you call me a closed book, when really, to open a closed book, to lift it, by the front cover, and, read all it's secrets, it's truths, it's lies, it's whispers, you must put in the effort, which you are not willing to do.
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 2:08 PM UTC
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