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The wind blowing As I continued to swing Over the cliff Back to the surface Over the cliff Back to the surface The sun did set Shooting orange into my veins The moon overhead Illuminating my skin Mars and Venus spun The trees turning gray And yet, I swung Went over the cliff Screaming at the abyss And back again Content
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 1:06 AM UTC
Dream pt. 1
The wind blowing As I continued to swing Over the cliff Back to the surface Over the cliff Back to the surface The sun did set Shooting orange into my veins The moon overhead Illuminating my skin Mars and Venus spun The trees turning gray And yet, I swung Went over the cliff Screaming at the abyss And back again Content
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 1:06 AM UTC
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