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Skin sizzling, sun; bright blinding blasting through blinds - I am the dog chasing the ball; bliss yet determined mind. A perilous journey in this heat, crossing this solitude street portrayal of the world and its foes and demonic villainous woes. The buzz of death overheard carriages slowly shuffle ahead as the sweat scent overcomes your mind your day begins with leaving on time. Smoke lingers, the precious angels lay as a rock in the room next door. Raucous laughter , daft banter and a moment that makes you think: "one more".
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Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 5:47 PM UTC
A day of Summer
Skin sizzling, sun; bright blinding blasting through blinds - I am the dog chasing the ball; bliss yet determined mind. A perilous journey in this heat, crossing this solitude street portrayal of the world and its foes and demonic villainous woes. The buzz of death overheard carriages slowly shuffle ahead as the sweat scent overcomes your mind your day begins with leaving on time. Smoke lingers, the precious angels lay as a rock in the room next door. Raucous laughter , daft banter and a moment that makes you think: "one more".
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21/M/Scotland
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 5:47 PM UTC
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