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the room was dusty, but not really It had a sort of feeling associated with children, chalk, and water drops we composed each centimeter of the circle on the floor. we sat down in our differences and in our union. in the sentences that made us brothers, and the words that made us more like distant relatives, cousins; distant, maybe, but not really. Brotherhood came in the form of a sphere on the ground and us talking making up for the dimension The room was dusty but not really
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Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 1:29 PM UTC
The room was dusty, but not really
the room was dusty, but not really It had a sort of feeling associated with children, chalk, and water drops we composed each centimeter of the circle on the floor. we sat down in our differences and in our union. in the sentences that made us brothers, and the words that made us more like distant relatives, cousins; distant, maybe, but not really. Brotherhood came in the form of a sphere on the ground and us talking making up for the dimension The room was dusty but not really
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Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 1:29 PM UTC
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