MALADDENDUMS
7.07.2006
(drifting wanes)
My brain is the hope that shaped an island.
posted by Kid Swinging at
2:19 AM
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(whisp at strokes)
(pallid bombs)
(pygmy strokes)
(principled affections)
(ankle asylum)
(prep the end line)
(token avarice)
(muddled in prayer)
(right cities)
(armor spent)
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