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My heels had felt harsh gravity of the steep downhill... My toes suffered, the vicious bite of the incline. My soles had tasted the everlasting bland offered by the flat of the earth. I know the distance. Alas I run unequipped, with a horse’s breath.
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May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 11:30 AM UTC
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My heels had felt harsh gravity of the steep downhill... My toes suffered, the vicious bite of the incline. My soles had tasted the everlasting bland offered by the flat of the earth. I know the distance. Alas I run unequipped, with a horse’s breath.
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May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 11:30 AM UTC
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