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Red... The snore of a ghost...? Has seen a party, with music fed A prayer; a sincerity lost? Catching a breeze Catching a star Chances predict, a certain heathen With marveling eyes, staring at far Away Motion of a decision Saving might from may A sorrow has spent a stare's lesson Purpose beyond Stifling a wish, that gave... No man a soul, for psyche and longing? Are we to dance, alone or might we take... The time to ask Cause curious, enough to face... The music, for its compassion of facts? Seeing a cacophony, I know you, for dread's race...
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Jun 17, 2024
Jun 17, 2024 at 4:35 PM UTC
The Babe That Has Never Worn A Hat...
Red... The snore of a ghost...? Has seen a party, with music fed A prayer; a sincerity lost? Catching a breeze Catching a star Chances predict, a certain heathen With marveling eyes, staring at far Away Motion of a decision Saving might from may A sorrow has spent a stare's lesson Purpose beyond Stifling a wish, that gave... No man a soul, for psyche and longing? Are we to dance, alone or might we take... The time to ask Cause curious, enough to face... The music, for its compassion of facts? Seeing a cacophony, I know you, for dread's race...
Lets party like it's nighty-night, benign?
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56/M/Soldotna, Alaska
Jun 17, 2024
Jun 17, 2024 at 4:35 PM UTC
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