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Earth To Cloud

writing in a cloud cause the planet kinda drags dirt between my toes id rather feel the shag brag about the crab and how rad to drive a jag a fad that never lags new labels on the bags youre able until you sag something wed like to grab somewhere deep in a lab another persons trash might have been someones scabs plight of the hundred madly waving a hungry flag so what if people stand? the under the thing to grasp painting free thinking bad no wonder they need to ask lives theyre streaming sad

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Book: Shattered Sighs