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Jesse Black
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Cosmetic Plague
all the punks come out in summer blinking, the shadows in there eyes – dissipate they walk on burning concrete dragging their heels breathing sweet air; finally they take the long way home out of spite for winter because they’re rebellious like that. its beautiful when they come alive
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