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i am reminded by the color of the leaves, transforming from grass to lightning to fire to sun, that this is what precedes the wave of the hand and the tip of the hat goodbye, that Ephemerality and Finality were brothers
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Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 2:56 PM UTC
last summer
i am reminded by the color of the leaves, transforming from grass to lightning to fire to sun, that this is what precedes the wave of the hand and the tip of the hat goodbye, that Ephemerality and Finality were brothers
apollo
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Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 2:56 PM UTC
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