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Broken thoughts, trickling down and dripping through the open slots, making their way past the beating element, blocked by a wall consisting of some sturdy sediment, with no access they continue to flow, along and down, then I feel the drip on my toe, What was that? I thought, Oh that's right, that's just something that happens from time to time, It's just another broken thought.
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Nov 18, 2012
Nov 18, 2012 at 6:28 PM UTC
Broken thoughts...
Broken thoughts, trickling down and dripping through the open slots, making their way past the beating element, blocked by a wall consisting of some sturdy sediment, with no access they continue to flow, along and down, then I feel the drip on my toe, What was that? I thought, Oh that's right, that's just something that happens from time to time, It's just another broken thought.
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Nov 18, 2012
Nov 18, 2012 at 6:28 PM UTC
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