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Like a footnote on a first date phone call and voices low and wavering, a quip quick and quiet, monotone, sharp. Free foundations firm and faltering, a game for half a decade second to determine if the felt fear is fabricated or fiercely solid, a rock in a strong stream. Eyelid shapes appear in clouds and up and up the plastic primary colors, the crisp white sheets, the springtime rain. Cream steam in mugs with photos of pets and birthdays and cracks in the rim, cracks in the handle, hanging wearing. Calloused fingers ****** the memories and lose track of conversation.
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Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC
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Like a footnote on a first date phone call and voices low and wavering, a quip quick and quiet, monotone, sharp. Free foundations firm and faltering, a game for half a decade second to determine if the felt fear is fabricated or fiercely solid, a rock in a strong stream. Eyelid shapes appear in clouds and up and up the plastic primary colors, the crisp white sheets, the springtime rain. Cream steam in mugs with photos of pets and birthdays and cracks in the rim, cracks in the handle, hanging wearing. Calloused fingers ****** the memories and lose track of conversation.
lyzi-diamond
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Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC
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