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before the beginning a rogue preface an unwanted introduction throwing voodoo pins at a line drawing of your nervous system Yellowstone Etna Maybe a cargo train with square wheels but after, deliverance in presence… through the chess game of rocks the ambition of ferns the patience of streams Ghandi Brett from the allotment a stone wall leaning on the ropes of the ring open you're eyes, and you will see there through the mist beyond the pine trees over the sea casting for mackerel off the ken a thousand miles away but alive and growing in confidence starships. chances. a kind of light that you are content to not understand.
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Sep 15, 2020
Sep 15, 2020 at 6:17 PM UTC
casting for mackerel off the ken
before the beginning a rogue preface an unwanted introduction throwing voodoo pins at a line drawing of your nervous system Yellowstone Etna Maybe a cargo train with square wheels but after, deliverance in presence… through the chess game of rocks the ambition of ferns the patience of streams Ghandi Brett from the allotment a stone wall leaning on the ropes of the ring open you're eyes, and you will see there through the mist beyond the pine trees over the sea casting for mackerel off the ken a thousand miles away but alive and growing in confidence starships. chances. a kind of light that you are content to not understand.
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MoBoone
Sep 15, 2020
Sep 15, 2020 at 6:17 PM UTC
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