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we lived inside of clocks we had bodies of heartstrings that will be plucked a vibrating mass of shifting cogs and locks built behind bars and red rock walls and i still don't know you after a couple years the key is sawed after a few brief fears reformed the locks
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Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 2:06 AM UTC
clocks (short)
we lived inside of clocks we had bodies of heartstrings that will be plucked a vibrating mass of shifting cogs and locks built behind bars and red rock walls and i still don't know you after a couple years the key is sawed after a few brief fears reformed the locks
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Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 2:06 AM UTC
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