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When the sky is on fire and puddles have dried. The red clouds reflect from the blue of my eyes. A soft static energy promises night... A few Scotch and sodas? I think I just might.
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Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 5:14 AM UTC
After the Rain
When the sky is on fire and puddles have dried. The red clouds reflect from the blue of my eyes. A soft static energy promises night... A few Scotch and sodas? I think I just might.
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Venter
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Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 5:14 AM UTC
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