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at the very least, there is an open window
Edward Bear
Pity this busy monster
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He catches words by their wings and asks them politely to mold into meanings...Refusing to believe in anything but everything, he walks in a mist, praying for some string.
He catches words by their wings and asks them politely to mold into meanings...Refusing to believe in anything but everything, he walks in a mist, praying for some string.
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- when i hoped you weren't reading this, because i h...
- when we didn't lose at music
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- when i had school pride
- when i went to pennsylvania
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