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between my thoughts she streaks like eyes down lines of farmland razed for tithes a naked field to the nines dressed up in sunsets through ribbed spines
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC
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between my thoughts she streaks like eyes down lines of farmland razed for tithes a naked field to the nines dressed up in sunsets through ribbed spines
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC
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