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there you were turning a ***** what was i to do but let it all flow the night lit with us and we decided to float a barge unanchored no taught tethered rope you speak of an hourglass like ******** unkempt and everything in the eye of a needle ill never complain of seeping pores id bleed enough for a tribe to see with elbowed ghosts and semantic ****** ill feed with every chance i get the night grew dim when you spoke of an hourglass ill never complain of seeping pores for whatever is real is inherently my refrain ill never complain of seeping pores for forever is our refrain
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Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 9:53 PM UTC
Hypatia
there you were turning a ***** what was i to do but let it all flow the night lit with us and we decided to float a barge unanchored no taught tethered rope you speak of an hourglass like ******** unkempt and everything in the eye of a needle ill never complain of seeping pores id bleed enough for a tribe to see with elbowed ghosts and semantic ****** ill feed with every chance i get the night grew dim when you spoke of an hourglass ill never complain of seeping pores for whatever is real is inherently my refrain ill never complain of seeping pores for forever is our refrain
Gadus
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Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 9:53 PM UTC
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