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The hibiscus is dying bilked to the hungry maw of a desert kobold. Listen to the knell of loss; screeing of mouse in crushing jaw, tiny sparrow philistined to a mammonism of white- seizing cold and jet trails. Desert nights mordant, aestival qualms hurry to obliterate green orange pink red - promises of what this dry rock soil longs for prays for dies for. Greedy dust - I suffer no greater blow than this dead blossom.
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
Fishing the desert
The hibiscus is dying bilked to the hungry maw of a desert kobold. Listen to the knell of loss; screeing of mouse in crushing jaw, tiny sparrow philistined to a mammonism of white- seizing cold and jet trails. Desert nights mordant, aestival qualms hurry to obliterate green orange pink red - promises of what this dry rock soil longs for prays for dies for. Greedy dust - I suffer no greater blow than this dead blossom.
jenn-nix
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
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