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I've been paying attention more to the airwaves of ether we weave And also the air around town or wherever else I feel somewhat inclined to sit in a half crossed and dead legged pose Clicking the keys of letters in hackneyed prose You notice a noise and you look up to see You hear the voice that you wanted to be Calling for you from the opposite wall of the room That smiles and laughs despite those people who Scout out the cues like Jr. Detectives
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May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 3:12 PM UTC
Summer Shudder: "Sr. Detectives Club"
I've been paying attention more to the airwaves of ether we weave And also the air around town or wherever else I feel somewhat inclined to sit in a half crossed and dead legged pose Clicking the keys of letters in hackneyed prose You notice a noise and you look up to see You hear the voice that you wanted to be Calling for you from the opposite wall of the room That smiles and laughs despite those people who Scout out the cues like Jr. Detectives
Tera-Shepherd
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May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 3:12 PM UTC
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