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Cross winded sleet.... Cutting across like pencil lines. Droplets turn to a stream... Down the greyed creased faces. Mud laced skin...... Cloth absorbs and stains. White washed lines..... Defining all perimeters. Carnage amongst serenity....... It’s all over.......
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Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 3:13 PM UTC
Rules of engagement.
Cross winded sleet.... Cutting across like pencil lines. Droplets turn to a stream... Down the greyed creased faces. Mud laced skin...... Cloth absorbs and stains. White washed lines..... Defining all perimeters. Carnage amongst serenity....... It’s all over.......
My take on Love, life, war, sport, work..... we’re all bound by rules. I find it all fascinating!
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Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 3:13 PM UTC
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