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Watch me as I return from the Rubble trace backwards the Line of Fire Try not to Gawk as Ashes bleed together form a shadow devoid of all previous Mutilations Ready to Take on the shape of Life Keep your Skepticism to yourself as I stretch newly formed Perfect arms toward Heaven shudder as Breath pours into my lungs Linger to expierence anew the Taste of air Life, seen as a Privilege, Takes on all new Forms
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Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 3:33 PM UTC
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Watch me as I return from the Rubble trace backwards the Line of Fire Try not to Gawk as Ashes bleed together form a shadow devoid of all previous Mutilations Ready to Take on the shape of Life Keep your Skepticism to yourself as I stretch newly formed Perfect arms toward Heaven shudder as Breath pours into my lungs Linger to expierence anew the Taste of air Life, seen as a Privilege, Takes on all new Forms
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Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 3:33 PM UTC
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