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we marvel at the penny-dials spinning (counter-counter-counter-clock--) til the least flower splay, rendered, softly unto Air, filling the Field til Yield in some somewhere corner I sit setting the seat where the ***** will thread--
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 10:54 AM UTC
We marvel...
we marvel at the penny-dials spinning (counter-counter-counter-clock--) til the least flower splay, rendered, softly unto Air, filling the Field til Yield in some somewhere corner I sit setting the seat where the ***** will thread--
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 10:54 AM UTC
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