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melting into mush the ice cream cone a party hat crushed ants begin to gather small black sprinkles or bugs? how quickly the treat is forgotten abandoned for scavengers and the shoes of passer-byers to oblivious to change their path
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May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 9:57 PM UTC
Mush
melting into mush the ice cream cone a party hat crushed ants begin to gather small black sprinkles or bugs? how quickly the treat is forgotten abandoned for scavengers and the shoes of passer-byers to oblivious to change their path
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May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 9:57 PM UTC
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