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Let us re-visit the specifics the details the nuances the subtle gestures the sounds and heavy breathing the pain the situation the flames the tornado of lies and lightning of truth. I am the un-becoming beckoning of lost relevance, a nostalgic tick embedded deep in the epidermis. I am this.
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Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 2:59 PM UTC
This.
Let us re-visit the specifics the details the nuances the subtle gestures the sounds and heavy breathing the pain the situation the flames the tornado of lies and lightning of truth. I am the un-becoming beckoning of lost relevance, a nostalgic tick embedded deep in the epidermis. I am this.
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Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 2:59 PM UTC
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