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beneath a crunching layer of sky some footsteps above my head those beings oblivious to my presence i simmer near boiling noisily so loud but more silent than rain hardly contained yet going nowhere |
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| u24 | so gorgeous to find virgin_blathes after so long. Blather, she welcomes me with opportunity. | 110315 |
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what's it to you? who go |
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