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The torrential wind blew my brain around my neck, Like a whiplashed skewer, Crooked and bending in ways wood should not.
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Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 10:24 PM UTC
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The torrential wind blew my brain around my neck, Like a whiplashed skewer, Crooked and bending in ways wood should not.
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Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 10:24 PM UTC
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