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As it was, it was only a thin paper wall Culminating a firey froth Warm pulp leaks past the surface Pooling in my hand Rufescent embers crackling Powder soft like sunny wind Soon I will be the bitter breeze
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC
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As it was, it was only a thin paper wall Culminating a firey froth Warm pulp leaks past the surface Pooling in my hand Rufescent embers crackling Powder soft like sunny wind Soon I will be the bitter breeze
adam-jones
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC
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