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this distance seems irrelevant in the half light of a quarter turn in the shaft of Sun that dances through the cracked cloud the rain teetering i run to the corner that is pitch but never reach the end the room expands into a desert and I just keep running sad... the elusiveness of time
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Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 10:32 AM UTC
running man
this distance seems irrelevant in the half light of a quarter turn in the shaft of Sun that dances through the cracked cloud the rain teetering i run to the corner that is pitch but never reach the end the room expands into a desert and I just keep running sad... the elusiveness of time
RoyDeckard
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Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 10:32 AM UTC
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