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oh the world (smoothly electric) which turns 'pon a thread divisible assumes such shapes magic (hurling singly rotund) to smash by impulsed fabric with savagery so sublime fists should (uncurling) turn from bruises into wine
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Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 3:49 AM UTC
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oh the world (smoothly electric) which turns 'pon a thread divisible assumes such shapes magic (hurling singly rotund) to smash by impulsed fabric with savagery so sublime fists should (uncurling) turn from bruises into wine
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Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 3:49 AM UTC
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