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These bristles I stroke, Rest whistles below, Test my will; I choke. Seize my pill, pillow. Drink tincture I brewed, Herb censure resumes. Think is leached, I mused. Curb is reached, refused. Wake: writing, I feel Pain biting receiver. Stake my claim, I reel, Slain fighting believer. Illusion by day, delusion by night. Seclusion by day, solution by night.
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Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 3:55 AM UTC
Itchy Beard
These bristles I stroke, Rest whistles below, Test my will; I choke. Seize my pill, pillow. Drink tincture I brewed, Herb censure resumes. Think is leached, I mused. Curb is reached, refused. Wake: writing, I feel Pain biting receiver. Stake my claim, I reel, Slain fighting believer. Illusion by day, delusion by night. Seclusion by day, solution by night.
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Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 3:55 AM UTC
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