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Holding a red, flowing scarf                                     on a day of all days                 when leaves dance in circles                 in corners tuckered away. Enchanting weather today                with a gathering protest of winds                 against an acrylic sky, opaque blue                                     grasping to steal sway a streak of red. Laughter stumbles over and down                 on a night of lonely nights                 to be had over lost scarves                                 trickled away by cloy, boiling bathwater. Phase in blackout, flickering lamp lights                where past looks back on future                and memories shift like the earth below                                                        in constant motion                                                                                                           she cries                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               help me.
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Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 11:53 PM UTC
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Holding a red, flowing scarf                                     on a day of all days                 when leaves dance in circles                 in corners tuckered away. Enchanting weather today                with a gathering protest of winds                 against an acrylic sky, opaque blue                                     grasping to steal sway a streak of red. Laughter stumbles over and down                 on a night of lonely nights                 to be had over lost scarves                                 trickled away by cloy, boiling bathwater. Phase in blackout, flickering lamp lights                where past looks back on future                and memories shift like the earth below                                                        in constant motion                                                                                                           she cries                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               help me.
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Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 11:53 PM UTC
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