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Having races brings me back to running rainbows Jumping over dogs and pancakes Shadows stretching beyond computers Is it my imagination, or did the grass run home? We are empty aluminium shining in the snow This is how we eat 1000 GB of soil and lyrics. We are not, yet we are reaching out to grab the tables
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:02 PM UTC
Complications of A Lost Mind
Having races brings me back to running rainbows Jumping over dogs and pancakes Shadows stretching beyond computers Is it my imagination, or did the grass run home? We are empty aluminium shining in the snow This is how we eat 1000 GB of soil and lyrics. We are not, yet we are reaching out to grab the tables
Believe it or not, this makes perfect sense in many ways.
ellie-hughes
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:02 PM UTC
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