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last night i had a dream so real- i wish it was. theres a burrow in there. a nook. a tunnel. that wakes at its mention. like a marionette for its final dance. i try to keep all the **** i dont have figured out in there. theres a lock on it but i kept the key too. its somewhere on my chain with the others. the key might be two gin cocktailes and not eating for awhile. i found a place that i left behind. it still holds the things i look for.
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May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 7:26 PM UTC
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last night i had a dream so real- i wish it was. theres a burrow in there. a nook. a tunnel. that wakes at its mention. like a marionette for its final dance. i try to keep all the **** i dont have figured out in there. theres a lock on it but i kept the key too. its somewhere on my chain with the others. the key might be two gin cocktailes and not eating for awhile. i found a place that i left behind. it still holds the things i look for.
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May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 7:26 PM UTC
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