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all it took was one loose stitch. things we can preen, neurosis as collateral damage, pretty boy with grey eyes. ******* candle fuses have cutthroat moxy mildewed reaction times strangers in sovereign daylight flesh cheeks i cannot corrode my pulse your white skin stained lips, yes.
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 10:55 PM UTC
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all it took was one loose stitch. things we can preen, neurosis as collateral damage, pretty boy with grey eyes. ******* candle fuses have cutthroat moxy mildewed reaction times strangers in sovereign daylight flesh cheeks i cannot corrode my pulse your white skin stained lips, yes.
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 10:55 PM UTC
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