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the cold draft rises from the east up there, we are kissed by the wind in the middle of words, we were lost
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Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 3:18 AM UTC
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the cold draft rises from the east up there, we are kissed by the wind in the middle of words, we were lost
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Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 3:18 AM UTC
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