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Shellac - Dude Incredible

(Source: gulpedsnow)

leaderless:

A reoccurring idea:

White sands with no end; a sunny day with no wind.

You firmly planted in my hands.

Christ, oh Christ, reveal the secret of your device to me.

If I pin myself to planks will I receive attention now denied to me?

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