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the carousel finds light in the trite the old and the good company the worn horses where we got sick and every spin since is vertigo when we were here last it was as if a newborn crawled from my cautious skin and I was pure again, with you cotton candy smile to rot the core of me fate, a stout devil, missing teeth killer queen grin flips the switch and then I am here alone with the chewing gum pavement and your last dollar for the skill crane if only we could be beautiful, and childlike again wrapped up in all the things mothers warn their little ones of
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Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 11:27 AM UTC
The Carnival.
the carousel finds light in the trite the old and the good company the worn horses where we got sick and every spin since is vertigo when we were here last it was as if a newborn crawled from my cautious skin and I was pure again, with you cotton candy smile to rot the core of me fate, a stout devil, missing teeth killer queen grin flips the switch and then I am here alone with the chewing gum pavement and your last dollar for the skill crane if only we could be beautiful, and childlike again wrapped up in all the things mothers warn their little ones of
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Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 11:27 AM UTC
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