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Friday, August 28, 2009
a call to arms
pure class by
the satorialist
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one is (not) the loneliest number
a call to arms
le monde est illisible
how soon is now?
silver lining
when i was born for the 7th time
i could be your pharoh's tomb
for ever
the desert of the real
feel my footsteps
if i ever make it home
she tastes like the real thing
say my name outloud
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