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Stripped down, stripped bare handlebars on coldest ride into the wind and shouts loud discouraging and dissonant whipping faces clean with enticed tears and red noses pedaling harder into the fog Pin down butterfly wings on frozen dissection table and claim aviary consent by the beating of its wings in specific, modern rhythm Let's all don masks of ****** beetroot red and live our lives like lab rats locked in dingy basements
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Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 5:14 PM UTC
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Stripped down, stripped bare handlebars on coldest ride into the wind and shouts loud discouraging and dissonant whipping faces clean with enticed tears and red noses pedaling harder into the fog Pin down butterfly wings on frozen dissection table and claim aviary consent by the beating of its wings in specific, modern rhythm Let's all don masks of ****** beetroot red and live our lives like lab rats locked in dingy basements
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Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 5:14 PM UTC
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