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not speaking is the flower
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- Pizzicato Hana
- i saw you flailing in the wind. white like the roach that once came out of my basin. je t'aime, moi non plus. iwanu ga hana. not speaking is the flower.
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- Is it time to read Pablo Neruda yet? I don’t know,...
- niteesh
- There is a word for it
- Pune trip part1
- leftover tea jasmine pods all flailed out
- juto juti
- shokol niye boshe achhi shorbonasher aashaye/
- Its going to be 24hours since I dug through my car...
- continued from glob.11
- glob
- people i met at the sophia polytech
- ...Last night grew out of candela’s frazzled hairs...
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- xavier's loos
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