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I slam against the door of time like a petulant child. What do you mean, I scream What do you mean, that there is no alternative to this ******** you call waiting.
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Oct 26, 2019
Oct 26, 2019 at 4:28 PM UTC
It Has to Be Now
I slam against the door of time like a petulant child. What do you mean, I scream What do you mean, that there is no alternative to this ******** you call waiting.
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Oct 26, 2019
Oct 26, 2019 at 4:28 PM UTC
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