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Sundrops and melted hearts fill the streets in their empty parts where the asphalt starts to tear and break the melty bits fix the mistake And flowerbeams and rainbow-daggers launch attacks until sadness staggers clutching at a mortal head-laceration the tears have now left the station So it is that on a sunny day A funny day, a Mon-i-day The good bits make better The cheeks that were wetter When good thoughts had all gone away
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Oct 10, 2019
Oct 10, 2019 at 11:37 PM UTC
Sundrops
Sundrops and melted hearts fill the streets in their empty parts where the asphalt starts to tear and break the melty bits fix the mistake And flowerbeams and rainbow-daggers launch attacks until sadness staggers clutching at a mortal head-laceration the tears have now left the station So it is that on a sunny day A funny day, a Mon-i-day The good bits make better The cheeks that were wetter When good thoughts had all gone away
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Oct 10, 2019
Oct 10, 2019 at 11:37 PM UTC
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