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Kith and kin of Pheidippes she knows nothing else lays everything on the line throws herself into the task the task of protection. To stop means of harm, or sorrow the curse of the coward, knowing only flight never knowing love never finding rest. She has yet to learn you cannot outrun the past for the past is too strong. Sometimes, dear runner, you must be still. Sometimes, dear runner, you must stand your ground.
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 6:08 PM UTC
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Kith and kin of Pheidippes she knows nothing else lays everything on the line throws herself into the task the task of protection. To stop means of harm, or sorrow the curse of the coward, knowing only flight never knowing love never finding rest. She has yet to learn you cannot outrun the past for the past is too strong. Sometimes, dear runner, you must be still. Sometimes, dear runner, you must stand your ground.
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 6:08 PM UTC
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