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Basked by the hedge of sanguinity The lead role walked on through  Trails of trivia in casualty, but elegance As we made our way through corridors Testing potions in accordance to patience There was always a goal to be arrived Even though a mind or two had quit The morning sun shone through panes Illuminating their collective third eye The dream swept through like a charm All throughout the halls in the monastery And into the facility of knowledge With its rosy brume, in an instant The wheel of the colorful cycle had begun Once again, to turn without hinderance I swept the dust off my right cheek And said to the fair maiden   What if we never pass this way again? She gently smiled And hastened to the next lesson
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Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 4:44 AM UTC
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Basked by the hedge of sanguinity The lead role walked on through  Trails of trivia in casualty, but elegance As we made our way through corridors Testing potions in accordance to patience There was always a goal to be arrived Even though a mind or two had quit The morning sun shone through panes Illuminating their collective third eye The dream swept through like a charm All throughout the halls in the monastery And into the facility of knowledge With its rosy brume, in an instant The wheel of the colorful cycle had begun Once again, to turn without hinderance I swept the dust off my right cheek And said to the fair maiden   What if we never pass this way again? She gently smiled And hastened to the next lesson
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32/M/Winston-Salem, NC
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 4:44 AM UTC
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