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the rep stares into a molten volcano and realizes the journey starts with a degree of self-awareness
Is it the Rise and Fall of the Transplant division or Flies in the Vasoline that we are stuck in a jarthe rep stares into a molten volcano and realizes the journey starts with a degree of self-awareness
in the eye of the cranberry child, I see all the hope and disdainIs it the Rise and Fall of the Transplant division or Flies in the Vasoline that we are stuck in a jar
like a never ending Faceplant
that is the question
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watching you watching me she said to her man in the almond barkin the eye of the cranberry child, I see all the hope and disdain