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Your reluctance to greet the loudmouths who've come to silence themselves with a combo, pulled from a grease lathered iron shelf is palpable, even with the smoke pouring in from the hissing grill. I can't resist to wonder, behind this façade of yours, what is felt in the hours you **** Is your mind content idly whistling to the tune of a humdrum existence? If these inquiries parted from my incessant curiosity are met with your resistance, I insist you breathe in, breath out. & either a) find virtue in persistence or b) leap into clamor, run out those familiar doors, with no doubt that this is the end & the beginning.
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Jul 22, 2013
Jul 22, 2013 at 4:48 AM UTC
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Your reluctance to greet the loudmouths who've come to silence themselves with a combo, pulled from a grease lathered iron shelf is palpable, even with the smoke pouring in from the hissing grill. I can't resist to wonder, behind this façade of yours, what is felt in the hours you **** Is your mind content idly whistling to the tune of a humdrum existence? If these inquiries parted from my incessant curiosity are met with your resistance, I insist you breathe in, breath out. & either a) find virtue in persistence or b) leap into clamor, run out those familiar doors, with no doubt that this is the end & the beginning.
benjamin-michael-dunham
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Jul 22, 2013
Jul 22, 2013 at 4:48 AM UTC
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