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Soft light and fresh sense, cooling air descends. Lungs expand more gently at ease, apprehension slides with death. Breathe in to converse with greenery as the day now dips and sets. Though the clucks and clicks continue on, colours no longer reflect to bounce the burning image of a molten head. Nevertheless we're not done yet, tomorrow's bound to come along with new problems until we're laid to rest.
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Jun 20, 2021
Jun 20, 2021 at 12:14 PM UTC
Unappeased
Soft light and fresh sense, cooling air descends. Lungs expand more gently at ease, apprehension slides with death. Breathe in to converse with greenery as the day now dips and sets. Though the clucks and clicks continue on, colours no longer reflect to bounce the burning image of a molten head. Nevertheless we're not done yet, tomorrow's bound to come along with new problems until we're laid to rest.
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Jun 20, 2021
Jun 20, 2021 at 12:14 PM UTC
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