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it_goes_on
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Bespeckled
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It goes on for the whole of time for ever as I wonder when the spinning stretching pulling ... reaching ... will ever finally end, until I'm lost among the turning, unyielding and undying eternity of this, this way we are I see, won't stop. It just goes, it bends and dips and swims,on. For now and yesterday, and yes, even tomorrow.
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040527
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bird
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This story is old, i know, but...
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040528
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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