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Windows and gardens are gradually transformed into the threacherous abysses of thoughts evoking fear - there are avenues ripe for exploitation as reluctant and innocent fanciful minds are laid permanently bare; fatalism in the face of an accelerating and inevitable sense of doom and dust.
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Jul 22, 2010
Jul 22, 2010 at 6:47 PM UTC
Windows and gardens
Windows and gardens are gradually transformed into the threacherous abysses of thoughts evoking fear - there are avenues ripe for exploitation as reluctant and innocent fanciful minds are laid permanently bare; fatalism in the face of an accelerating and inevitable sense of doom and dust.
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Jul 22, 2010
Jul 22, 2010 at 6:47 PM UTC
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