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his life lies at the bottom of the bottle a glass body entrapping his soul one by one, his giggling, gaudy girls grow up into graceful adults clinking glasses full of candid celebration toasting their tranquility into theater walls as he stands up to take a shaky step toward the door, toward his girls, the glass bottle drags him back under
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 12:49 PM UTC
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his life lies at the bottom of the bottle a glass body entrapping his soul one by one, his giggling, gaudy girls grow up into graceful adults clinking glasses full of candid celebration toasting their tranquility into theater walls as he stands up to take a shaky step toward the door, toward his girls, the glass bottle drags him back under
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 12:49 PM UTC
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