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I'll be going home without leaving tonight, inside we all are wrapped in dust as if the love we create in all our small spaces cannot provide the instances of growth we need to feel whole I beg you, realize the end you wander to in time Jessica went away with all the lurching other guys just to wind up growing older in a slow roll, home well before midnight every time he or she wonders what in wandering they would have found depression in a sick head worries what with your shadow not around might happen to me, to me
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Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 11:53 PM UTC
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I'll be going home without leaving tonight, inside we all are wrapped in dust as if the love we create in all our small spaces cannot provide the instances of growth we need to feel whole I beg you, realize the end you wander to in time Jessica went away with all the lurching other guys just to wind up growing older in a slow roll, home well before midnight every time he or she wonders what in wandering they would have found depression in a sick head worries what with your shadow not around might happen to me, to me
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Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 11:53 PM UTC
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