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dog wire fury in the rough hewn sun and the mild disasters we come from and the wheels of squarely nowhere, yup. some of our broken English sinking a   King's Ransom in the hard pan and polishing the mud of a Drought.... in the rain.
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Jan 26, 2013
Jan 26, 2013 at 9:44 PM UTC
POLISHING MUD
dog wire fury in the rough hewn sun and the mild disasters we come from and the wheels of squarely nowhere, yup. some of our broken English sinking a   King's Ransom in the hard pan and polishing the mud of a Drought.... in the rain.
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Jan 26, 2013
Jan 26, 2013 at 9:44 PM UTC
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