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I pluck the tapestry of the night sky Molten silver pours in through the worn away patches My face pressed against cracked glass My body melting through in to a reflective spectrum of oil spills
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May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
Night Sky Cracking
I pluck the tapestry of the night sky Molten silver pours in through the worn away patches My face pressed against cracked glass My body melting through in to a reflective spectrum of oil spills
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May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
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