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Hands like guillotines sever ties flee fleeting moments of traumatic scenes and gay parades on ink-stained clouds blushing like mushrooms tinted by the sun.
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Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 1:22 AM UTC
Evocations
Hands like guillotines sever ties flee fleeting moments of traumatic scenes and gay parades on ink-stained clouds blushing like mushrooms tinted by the sun.
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Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 1:22 AM UTC
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