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in our very own room all have fever.. privately we feed it soft egg we closet and build create fabric, like insect mouthwork, repurpose outside of the home dictated by company we have shared madness we tread the weather we institutionalize miss out on the world societies pal traitors to our piracy mistrust our own mind blinds drawn, in fierce study apply to the retooling head clay made better the automaton must bare some animation unallied approach wetter still and fit your neutrons fend now and thrive carry the tune outdoors ?
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Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 9:09 AM UTC
claymation
in our very own room all have fever.. privately we feed it soft egg we closet and build create fabric, like insect mouthwork, repurpose outside of the home dictated by company we have shared madness we tread the weather we institutionalize miss out on the world societies pal traitors to our piracy mistrust our own mind blinds drawn, in fierce study apply to the retooling head clay made better the automaton must bare some animation unallied approach wetter still and fit your neutrons fend now and thrive carry the tune outdoors ?
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Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 9:09 AM UTC
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