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My troubles were all shades of dark and goodbye was odorless And he walked in with a handful of incense with the ease of transparency in his eyes
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Dec 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019 at 11:54 PM UTC
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My troubles were all shades of dark and goodbye was odorless And he walked in with a handful of incense with the ease of transparency in his eyes
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Dec 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019 at 11:54 PM UTC
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