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tim turpentine says that this world spins too slow.
he goes on to say that my life, is too consumed with not being consumed that it's overly contradictory.
tim spins slow, but not as slow as the world.
tim shakes spray cans and hears the metal shard inside stir the paint that goes on the walls and some of it makes a mad dash for he ground, and some of it sticks around to be an image.
he goes on to say that my life, is too consumed with not being consumed that it's overly contradictory.
tim spins slow, but not as slow as the world.
tim shakes spray cans and hears the metal shard inside stir the paint that goes on the walls and some of it makes a mad dash for he ground, and some of it sticks around to be an image.