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The vertigo stricken acrobat Balancing on her tightrope, High above the sunken rooftops For what seemed like days on end. Shaking and weak, It could be said that A single drop of moonlight Could push her over the edge.
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Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
What a Sight to See
The vertigo stricken acrobat Balancing on her tightrope, High above the sunken rooftops For what seemed like days on end. Shaking and weak, It could be said that A single drop of moonlight Could push her over the edge.
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Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
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