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We fall down the steps we worked so hard to climb.   Gone, destroyed, in minutes. Power to the few, Power over the many, to control their destiny, to chose their fate, while they fly on the wings of desire. All we can do is get back up and fall again.
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May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 11:21 AM UTC
A world of monarchs
We fall down the steps we worked so hard to climb.   Gone, destroyed, in minutes. Power to the few, Power over the many, to control their destiny, to chose their fate, while they fly on the wings of desire. All we can do is get back up and fall again.
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May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 11:21 AM UTC
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