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(--------------------------- ------------------------------ -----------) Punctured silence in a room untouched by light’s fingertips for at least a streetlamp’s slumber He saw green in glass bottles And green on the rug When he hit the floor knees first right before left A mountain reduced to a house of cards
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Oct 27, 2010
Oct 27, 2010 at 10:40 PM UTC
St.Remy and The Skeptic
(--------------------------- ------------------------------ -----------) Punctured silence in a room untouched by light’s fingertips for at least a streetlamp’s slumber He saw green in glass bottles And green on the rug When he hit the floor knees first right before left A mountain reduced to a house of cards
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Oct 27, 2010
Oct 27, 2010 at 10:40 PM UTC
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