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An eagle the bird of prey Clawed at the ground taking me back to the river where the tide stroked   An eagle the bird of prey A ghost of lost faces showing me the essence where the love started An eagle the bird of prey A weaver of the world spinning me on the orbit where the whispers tickled An eagle the bird of prey A slur of the speech talking to me in tongues where time is out of hand An eagle the bird of prey The darkness that stones showing me the gloom where aloofness is an ally An eagle the bird of prey A companion of my soul following me when I fall Inside the pearl of a teardrop An eagle the bird of prey A draft of echoey words writing with me as I type the muse of fruity letters
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May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 6:29 PM UTC
The Eagle and I
An eagle the bird of prey Clawed at the ground taking me back to the river where the tide stroked   An eagle the bird of prey A ghost of lost faces showing me the essence where the love started An eagle the bird of prey A weaver of the world spinning me on the orbit where the whispers tickled An eagle the bird of prey A slur of the speech talking to me in tongues where time is out of hand An eagle the bird of prey The darkness that stones showing me the gloom where aloofness is an ally An eagle the bird of prey A companion of my soul following me when I fall Inside the pearl of a teardrop An eagle the bird of prey A draft of echoey words writing with me as I type the muse of fruity letters
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Jaq
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Jaq
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 6:29 PM UTC
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