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tapestries woven of the stars fading into our dappled sunrise there, your wings carry me softly— to be my dove, or my icarus?
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Jun 23, 2023
Jun 23, 2023 at 1:47 AM UTC
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tapestries woven of the stars fading into our dappled sunrise there, your wings carry me softly— to be my dove, or my icarus?
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Jun 23, 2023
Jun 23, 2023 at 1:47 AM UTC
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