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sometimes the walls peel down in tears and metal as the floodgates open wide as the soul is bared, raw, exposed softly humming its release of pride heartbeats strong head up high queenly stance bearing storms ready for the battle taking form yet holding on tight to solace's reins praying to heaven for grace in the strain for soon the cry to action will fall upon this tender land all that exists washed away in a whirlwind of sand in the distance a lightflare a whipping up of womb a time for victory's place in this tempest monsoon and within my skin in the flight of my freeze my pain opens up and allows me to breathe
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May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 5:09 PM UTC
breathe
sometimes the walls peel down in tears and metal as the floodgates open wide as the soul is bared, raw, exposed softly humming its release of pride heartbeats strong head up high queenly stance bearing storms ready for the battle taking form yet holding on tight to solace's reins praying to heaven for grace in the strain for soon the cry to action will fall upon this tender land all that exists washed away in a whirlwind of sand in the distance a lightflare a whipping up of womb a time for victory's place in this tempest monsoon and within my skin in the flight of my freeze my pain opens up and allows me to breathe
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lora-lee
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May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 5:09 PM UTC
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