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I was restless this evening past, tossed and turned until shadows cast, disheveled hair, and eyes mad, I procured a parchment and quill to acquit my mental fast . I was restless this evening past, tossed and turned until shadows cast, disheveled hair, and eyes mad, I procured a parchment and quill to acquit my mental fast . I was restless this evening past, tossed and turned until shadows cast, disheveled hair, and eyes mad, I procured a parchment and quill to acquit my mental fast
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Mar 26, 2021
Mar 26, 2021 at 2:19 PM UTC
a mental fast from poetry
I was restless this evening past, tossed and turned until shadows cast, disheveled hair, and eyes mad, I procured a parchment and quill to acquit my mental fast . I was restless this evening past, tossed and turned until shadows cast, disheveled hair, and eyes mad, I procured a parchment and quill to acquit my mental fast . I was restless this evening past, tossed and turned until shadows cast, disheveled hair, and eyes mad, I procured a parchment and quill to acquit my mental fast
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Mar 26, 2021
Mar 26, 2021 at 2:19 PM UTC
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