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gaming words stupefied by their pictorial inaction. frozen as breakthrough veriables  for existing. driving poets to execution dates too close to death to be carried out. one touch on the back and front of whimsy. could very well **** white noise. a rare kind of intimacy.
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Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 1:57 AM UTC
**** White Noise
gaming words stupefied by their pictorial inaction. frozen as breakthrough veriables  for existing. driving poets to execution dates too close to death to be carried out. one touch on the back and front of whimsy. could very well **** white noise. a rare kind of intimacy.
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Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 1:57 AM UTC
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