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He ascended to the room That seemed to have blocked him from reconnaissance For it takes the form of overlapped ropes He explored the bastille Where affection was imprisoned For it was located in prison cells He always knew That freedom was sacred to the body That exploration was claimed by the soul But his love for adventures, uncertainty and even endangerment, Has kept him close to both Her brain and her heart
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 5:17 PM UTC
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He ascended to the room That seemed to have blocked him from reconnaissance For it takes the form of overlapped ropes He explored the bastille Where affection was imprisoned For it was located in prison cells He always knew That freedom was sacred to the body That exploration was claimed by the soul But his love for adventures, uncertainty and even endangerment, Has kept him close to both Her brain and her heart
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 5:17 PM UTC
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