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Lam2_v2
03:46
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elephant elements
02:17
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bobblehead cats
02:11
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dancing fists
03:32
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& pants dismissed
00:25
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tictac feat. Meals
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EDIT2404
03:12
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moses supposes he growses a flower
keeping to himself that he notices the hours slipping by
hosing his posies and acting like he's not feeling sour
down and out
how can he remember that it's only a pout
without your mouth the power over your own self goes south
a crowded south
reminds me of a place in my old age where now was never and power had no cage
heart-ache premade
staying up late
feeling so sane
now that can't be right
the bed bugs don't bite
my parents don't fight
but one day i might
one day you might
i'll set the stage
you turn up late
you always run late
you always run late
you always the forget
the plans that we made
the plans that we made
i don't want to hate
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sobstory
02:21
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wintercatalogue3
00:39
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1986Feb
03:05
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mr.wippy
01:53
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olek's booogiewooogie
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nest_VIP
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Lam
04:28
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An unhatched Man, hatched at last, caught sight of Fate. She stood by a sapling in solitude in a vast field of barren green. The moon illuminated her perfect diamond skin, evaporating her fragrance across the firmament. Her scent so filled with love, so filled with malice, according to hearsay at least; with fields stretching forever it's nigh impossible to come so close as to even catch a glimpse of such exquisite perfume. In the final distance you could notice a swarm emerging with enough attention. And I tell you now - if you ever so fortunate to witness such as I see now you would have no choice but to pay attention. Everybody had the same idea. All this etched in to the watching eyes of the now-hatched Man was too great a memory. The oily mouth of God should have swallowed it all, but still the man stood still. One step forth quickly lead to a sprint, one leg extending in front of the next. A metre evolved in to a mile, seconds became years. The Man's very being shredded in the wind. Craters formed in the valleys of his. The Man sunk eternally to the deepest trench, sentenced by Fate to become unhatched forever once more.
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