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Haven't The weight of a home: Just misery, in a wait, saving meant For a friend, a shape of things to come To come in a reign Of symmetry, any old heart Of wishes will do; a hunger for fame That esteem, is an escort to choose smart From a handier salt... The world to confirm, candor Of a needy walk with fault Before a care has the truth, to serve A shadow, a fear's angel... With a borrowed tear...? Fly away, and heed the gait of hell Is my nobility, a truer crush of we're? Pipe's of hatred? Introducing a friend As a copious blossom of a time, to lead Another nefarious and austere means, away from sin...
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Apr 4, 2025
Apr 4, 2025 at 3:55 PM UTC
Sweaty Olives
Haven't The weight of a home: Just misery, in a wait, saving meant For a friend, a shape of things to come To come in a reign Of symmetry, any old heart Of wishes will do; a hunger for fame That esteem, is an escort to choose smart From a handier salt... The world to confirm, candor Of a needy walk with fault Before a care has the truth, to serve A shadow, a fear's angel... With a borrowed tear...? Fly away, and heed the gait of hell Is my nobility, a truer crush of we're? Pipe's of hatred? Introducing a friend As a copious blossom of a time, to lead Another nefarious and austere means, away from sin...
a soul's mercy on the man, who can make this martini...
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56/M/Soldotna, Alaska
Apr 4, 2025
Apr 4, 2025 at 3:55 PM UTC
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