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He is an incredible actor. Softly he rests around my neck, Before rotting like an albatross, Weighing down my neck. He is heavy like air, As God wishes, I will suffer his hand. My over textile obsession, does not even flinch.
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Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 10:51 PM UTC
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He is an incredible actor. Softly he rests around my neck, Before rotting like an albatross, Weighing down my neck. He is heavy like air, As God wishes, I will suffer his hand. My over textile obsession, does not even flinch.
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Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 10:51 PM UTC
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