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ope n al l t h e smal lt hin gs (between) th ei rmiddle s i swri th e ge n tl y m yst er y (that which tiny wanders awe) brigh tfast bl indl ingly w i t h e r s faceshands into dust stumbling minutely though g r a s p in ga nd b i t i n g so open all the small things (boys and girls open them they have empty which like you have and faster more colorful nothing they) s o open all the small things boysandgirls spilling from them running rivers of poppies splayed out in raw pallid eve rushing through cambered fragility (that instantly with precise mess flair with the curving orange of death )
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Nov 8, 2012
Nov 8, 2012 at 12:22 AM UTC
open all the small things
ope n al l t h e smal lt hin gs (between) th ei rmiddle s i swri th e ge n tl y m yst er y (that which tiny wanders awe) brigh tfast bl indl ingly w i t h e r s faceshands into dust stumbling minutely though g r a s p in ga nd b i t i n g so open all the small things (boys and girls open them they have empty which like you have and faster more colorful nothing they) s o open all the small things boysandgirls spilling from them running rivers of poppies splayed out in raw pallid eve rushing through cambered fragility (that instantly with precise mess flair with the curving orange of death )
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Nov 8, 2012
Nov 8, 2012 at 12:22 AM UTC
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