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There are white streaks in her hair on your arm in his blood vessels between the lines I say and don't say below the dark sea above the "you" and the "me" See them or don't won't you unveil prevail re-sell this vision of adulthood with all it's woulds and shoulds with all it's white streaks: where you are just a "hi" and I am just a good "bye"
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Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 11:30 PM UTC
White Streaks
There are white streaks in her hair on your arm in his blood vessels between the lines I say and don't say below the dark sea above the "you" and the "me" See them or don't won't you unveil prevail re-sell this vision of adulthood with all it's woulds and shoulds with all it's white streaks: where you are just a "hi" and I am just a good "bye"
ann-beaver
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Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 11:30 PM UTC
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