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as a human being shoved up the earth there is value in being worthless as i sit now i can see the beautiful life that i could've taken at once the mystic seas of the mind could be calmed hair is fleece a rotten trigger light hitting the iris at different angles often leading to a notice of terror a key-note of anger the day when turtles lie on their backs and give up far up the mountain the dowry is paid from the grooms family to the wives' as it should be they dance the magic is in the look the feel, in the scenery hearts far out of body and out of sync
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Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 9:51 PM UTC
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as a human being shoved up the earth there is value in being worthless as i sit now i can see the beautiful life that i could've taken at once the mystic seas of the mind could be calmed hair is fleece a rotten trigger light hitting the iris at different angles often leading to a notice of terror a key-note of anger the day when turtles lie on their backs and give up far up the mountain the dowry is paid from the grooms family to the wives' as it should be they dance the magic is in the look the feel, in the scenery hearts far out of body and out of sync
carl-hoek
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Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 9:51 PM UTC
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