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My trident is dull and the sea is getting deeper- up until it sees the sun and and leaves... left in a hurry- but the right way after such a tragedy in the history of sin- and complex emotions word of tongue cannot show the remoteness of our essence
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Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC
Schools of fish and food
My trident is dull and the sea is getting deeper- up until it sees the sun and and leaves... left in a hurry- but the right way after such a tragedy in the history of sin- and complex emotions word of tongue cannot show the remoteness of our essence
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Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC
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