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Can't abstract the blood, parked in a cozy spot as a gift from ambient indifference to proactive smiles- aware of brackets, their tinge on your face, your eyes made out of the dark blight on calendars from bygone years that were never removed, the fact is we checked out and racked heads till the press caught our tones to suppress what in their heads makes a coffee bean out of an idiom. Effulgent acid, like a broken heart that builds a cottage in the throat, burns the basis of our nap.
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Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 1:04 AM UTC
Alfaaz, 5
Can't abstract the blood, parked in a cozy spot as a gift from ambient indifference to proactive smiles- aware of brackets, their tinge on your face, your eyes made out of the dark blight on calendars from bygone years that were never removed, the fact is we checked out and racked heads till the press caught our tones to suppress what in their heads makes a coffee bean out of an idiom. Effulgent acid, like a broken heart that builds a cottage in the throat, burns the basis of our nap.
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Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 1:04 AM UTC
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