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wingalingadingdong
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I don't expect you to understand Why I recoil when You extend your arms and hands Why I brace for impact Within the trajectory of your touch It is warm, and I am cold. It is wind, and I am stone.
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wingalingadingdong
Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 5:08 PM UTC
imadeitallup
I Am Stone
I don't expect you to understand Why I recoil when You extend your arms and hands Why I brace for impact Within the trajectory of your touch It is warm, and I am cold. It is wind, and I am stone.
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Year 26: haven't made friends in 4 years, I forgot.
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Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 11:35 AM UTC
wingalingadingdong
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Year 26: haven't made friends in 4 years, I forgot.
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