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We are those who are walkingPrimed under indigo, right-wing sarcasm tucked into bed;We are those who are walking
fly, fly, shoe of steel. Master the several arts of Index positions. Secret duty of the burnt out flame, share your dying wish with the darkness that forced you under: untidy flash of photons
quietly illuminating an ever spinning set of fault lines. Two scissors left in the coffee pot to brew. A seraphim's diagrams for sneaking into the hottest jazz clubs in olde city. A pretty lady, dressed up, looks like she could be a dragonfly,
and I play along. We are those who are walking. Strides disguised by freaks and p
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Poison oak, some boyhood bravery
When a telephone was a tin can on a string
And I fell asleep with you still talking to me...
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"I've taken enough walks alone
to know how real nothing is."
~dystopian-dream-girl
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Poison oak, some boyhood bravery
When a telephone was a tin can on a string
And I fell asleep with you still talking to me...
But anyway, welcome to DA!! (there are mass quantities of people from WHS on here)
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Vaines - Sine Qua Non
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"Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is mearly energy condensed through a slow vibration, we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, life is only a dream and we are the imaginations of ourselves." Bill Hicks
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