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I held my hands and they felt fantastic I tasted my tongue Cross-eyed, I examined my eyeball ( with my other one ) I tried to contemplate my own mind but, to my horror, I found it contemplating me instead.
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Jan 16, 2013
Jan 16, 2013 at 5:18 PM UTC
Fantastic hands
I held my hands and they felt fantastic I tasted my tongue Cross-eyed, I examined my eyeball ( with my other one ) I tried to contemplate my own mind but, to my horror, I found it contemplating me instead.
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Jan 16, 2013
Jan 16, 2013 at 5:18 PM UTC
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