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bawdiness -> darkness grows (12/24/2014 10:25:18 PM)
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Where once was light, now darkness grows in rows and rows of this spitfire desire I crank with my heart, spiking art bubbling to the surface as the waves collide in paralleled patricide. Dig through the dirt of this crumbling rock circling light through this torturous night without thrill without fright I burn the stakes without even a fight. Look behind before you go up to climb the distant peaks of snowridden goals, shadows tumbling down into glistening holes. Journeyed away from the rock you count the time with a tick and a tock yet never hear the cranking of the clock, mysteries flailing through sounds as gravity pulls the heavenly rock.
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