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OffOut — After Trills
Published: 2011-09-22 19:30:17 +0000 UTC; Views: 186; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 1
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Description I could never adjust to such havoc, years ago the sentiment would have managed to kill me though the others tend to impress themselves with measurements. I feel like I'm stepping into spiders and time isn't here for breathing and/or conducting a fine traditional bomb or a sly stout string of caterpillar jet streams lingering the withered glow. That now we'll bring unto what is dry and stupid.  
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Comments: 5

WhereIEndAndUBegin [2011-09-30 08:10:52 +0000 UTC]

Never adjust.

And make your own measurements.

Always.

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neasatomosnihil [2011-09-23 03:51:01 +0000 UTC]

Love is an astronaut. It comes back but it's never the same.

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WhereIEndAndUBegin In reply to neasatomosnihil [2011-09-30 08:09:14 +0000 UTC]

This is so very beautiful and accurate..

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neasatomosnihil In reply to WhereIEndAndUBegin [2011-10-01 07:15:22 +0000 UTC]

I stole this melody.

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OffOut In reply to neasatomosnihil [2011-09-23 05:29:28 +0000 UTC]

Yeah, i like that.

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