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When my channeled radiowaves groove and reach your ears like LEDs (and in mind's eye explode) with colorful remnants of unimposing ultra all-knowing, unimportant dues You will want (if anything) to pick up the phone and (to no one in particular) call and take a taxi beneath the moon
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Feb 28, 2021
Feb 28, 2021 at 6:50 PM UTC
take a taxi
When my channeled radiowaves groove and reach your ears like LEDs (and in mind's eye explode) with colorful remnants of unimposing ultra all-knowing, unimportant dues You will want (if anything) to pick up the phone and (to no one in particular) call and take a taxi beneath the moon
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colmistoirm
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Feb 28, 2021
Feb 28, 2021 at 6:50 PM UTC
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