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As they make their way down my limbs Trailing closely the paths my blood takes Hardened from years of misuse A map showing where I've been And in the shower they disappear Overshadowed by plump blue pipelines Having healed Tempting me to be imperfect again To build more railroads and enjoy their ride
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Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 5:22 PM UTC
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As they make their way down my limbs Trailing closely the paths my blood takes Hardened from years of misuse A map showing where I've been And in the shower they disappear Overshadowed by plump blue pipelines Having healed Tempting me to be imperfect again To build more railroads and enjoy their ride
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Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 5:22 PM UTC
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