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Falling blossoms, sweet nectar, Lost. Drowning in the crispy frost. Life a useless game, A secret everyone shares. No one takes the blame.
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 12:34 PM UTC
The Game
Falling blossoms, sweet nectar, Lost. Drowning in the crispy frost. Life a useless game, A secret everyone shares. No one takes the blame.
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 12:34 PM UTC
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