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Xe gazes numbly at xyr feet; conveniently topping off xyr arms shaped like a wispy orb. Xe swipes at a purple fruit, The fruit stands still, and xyr hand slips through; Why couldn't I have been born tangible?
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Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 10:25 PM UTC
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Xe gazes numbly at xyr feet; conveniently topping off xyr arms shaped like a wispy orb. Xe swipes at a purple fruit, The fruit stands still, and xyr hand slips through; Why couldn't I have been born tangible?
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Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 10:25 PM UTC
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