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I try to take a walk, I try to close My eyes; I try to leave behind The things I see as lies; the ones You see with daily eyes, but I give up; It's just so ******* beautiful. I try to get as drunk as Man can get, I dream of drugs to throw my soul as Far away from all of it and name it **** but it's just too ******* Beautiful. I try to burn the discs and files with All the knowledge my father has Collected of our history, but **** it Means too much to me, and it's just So ******* beautiful.   Last week we found a paper at the Site, from '93 and who'd believe The thickness and the price of Mobiles that were barely that, Back then. I try to Feel ashamed when my girl's youth Is my lack thereof But we laugh together and that just Makes it 'nice and old' and just so **** beautiful. I only barely saw the seventies; the Tiniest pants I ever wore were Bell-bottoms. They were so ******* Beautiful.
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May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 10:56 AM UTC
******* Beautiful
I try to take a walk, I try to close My eyes; I try to leave behind The things I see as lies; the ones You see with daily eyes, but I give up; It's just so ******* beautiful. I try to get as drunk as Man can get, I dream of drugs to throw my soul as Far away from all of it and name it **** but it's just too ******* Beautiful. I try to burn the discs and files with All the knowledge my father has Collected of our history, but **** it Means too much to me, and it's just So ******* beautiful.   Last week we found a paper at the Site, from '93 and who'd believe The thickness and the price of Mobiles that were barely that, Back then. I try to Feel ashamed when my girl's youth Is my lack thereof But we laugh together and that just Makes it 'nice and old' and just so **** beautiful. I only barely saw the seventies; the Tiniest pants I ever wore were Bell-bottoms. They were so ******* Beautiful.
sgholter
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May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 10:56 AM UTC
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