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"dark green rose higher" you were careless with the door,      not knowing it will close you stabbed it repeatedly lust was pouring like melted glass your face turned into children then into sand then into bridges and fear and late woods and plastic flowers I am exhausted for myself, so      tell me about karma so I won't fall asleep
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Dec 5, 2013
Dec 5, 2013 at 10:02 AM UTC
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"dark green rose higher" you were careless with the door,      not knowing it will close you stabbed it repeatedly lust was pouring like melted glass your face turned into children then into sand then into bridges and fear and late woods and plastic flowers I am exhausted for myself, so      tell me about karma so I won't fall asleep
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Dec 5, 2013
Dec 5, 2013 at 10:02 AM UTC
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