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My soul screams for solace, My body burns for rapture. My walls are too high. I pose atop the turret, Unreachable.
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Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 11:32 PM UTC
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My soul screams for solace, My body burns for rapture. My walls are too high. I pose atop the turret, Unreachable.
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Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 11:32 PM UTC
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