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Cookie cutter templates for every soul in a building. Sheep. They are not the same. We are not the same. You are not. The same.
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Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 2:48 PM UTC
Bumps, bones. Blight.
Cookie cutter templates for every soul in a building. Sheep. They are not the same. We are not the same. You are not. The same.
She can speak words I've never heard before, but she doesn't say my name. That's okay. I could listen to her for days. She doesn't say her own name. That's step one.
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Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 2:48 PM UTC
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