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A simple thought refuted by a small voice the face in the mirror shattered by a preconceived notion a leaf falls off a branch because the seasons change or because the wind convinced it to realms beyond our own entered only by those dreamed worthy or by anyone with a sense four corners make a prison but do the walls even exist?
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May 4, 2012
May 4, 2012 at 2:02 AM UTC
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A simple thought refuted by a small voice the face in the mirror shattered by a preconceived notion a leaf falls off a branch because the seasons change or because the wind convinced it to realms beyond our own entered only by those dreamed worthy or by anyone with a sense four corners make a prison but do the walls even exist?
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May 4, 2012
May 4, 2012 at 2:02 AM UTC
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