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I wake and see your facebook last active: '4h.' it's 10 AM--  means the ecstasy of the evening gut disco found you excited-- eyes wide and intent on receptive observation as sky blankets earth in 'hi, hello, sleep tight.' I keep myself occupied so the slow moment of *18 ******* days* doesn't pervert my consciousness with a limp face and a sigh of resignation-- expect us on the magic carpet of never. because the long haul says forever. forever.
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 1:41 PM UTC
gut disco
I wake and see your facebook last active: '4h.' it's 10 AM--  means the ecstasy of the evening gut disco found you excited-- eyes wide and intent on receptive observation as sky blankets earth in 'hi, hello, sleep tight.' I keep myself occupied so the slow moment of *18 ******* days* doesn't pervert my consciousness with a limp face and a sigh of resignation-- expect us on the magic carpet of never. because the long haul says forever. forever.
18 days.
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 1:41 PM UTC
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