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Aimless in all that isn't, finding myself along the marginals while limelight is too sour to make lemonade breaking even improbable with weight serrated worthwhile; a high that has been sought stretching and searching unwilling to contend waiting and wondering whenever it wills
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Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 4:15 PM UTC
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Aimless in all that isn't, finding myself along the marginals while limelight is too sour to make lemonade breaking even improbable with weight serrated worthwhile; a high that has been sought stretching and searching unwilling to contend waiting and wondering whenever it wills
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Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 4:15 PM UTC
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