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--With antlers Breaking; broken We're all- Wonder; wandering Through the glass Forest where trunks Reflect regret-- And leaves cut mistakes Into scars. We are deer, Eating barb-tailing Grass. But I'm sorry Antibiotic acorns Aren't working anymore. My pupil's seep, Mercury in return. When that feeling-- Attaches bed-linen To stapling sharks, They begin birthing 'Acknowledgement'
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Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 3:28 AM UTC
Cotton-Acre Acorn
--With antlers Breaking; broken We're all- Wonder; wandering Through the glass Forest where trunks Reflect regret-- And leaves cut mistakes Into scars. We are deer, Eating barb-tailing Grass. But I'm sorry Antibiotic acorns Aren't working anymore. My pupil's seep, Mercury in return. When that feeling-- Attaches bed-linen To stapling sharks, They begin birthing 'Acknowledgement'
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Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 3:28 AM UTC
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