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The howls, they Filled the stale air, Raked the oxygen tanks, Scraped the metal rails, Whistled past our ears as if they'd traveled back from our futures Shrieking simpler times.
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Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 10:14 AM UTC
Howls
The howls, they Filled the stale air, Raked the oxygen tanks, Scraped the metal rails, Whistled past our ears as if they'd traveled back from our futures Shrieking simpler times.
batya-brown
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Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 10:14 AM UTC
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