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what is it in the desert? the kind of moment that lasts missing pieces and selves like the sand, so tiny, so light it's never notice, but is free to fly vent below, see them pictures reflections of what has been lost memories of what has been found all are melting, all have wandered, here in the desert, here in life
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Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
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what is it in the desert? the kind of moment that lasts missing pieces and selves like the sand, so tiny, so light it's never notice, but is free to fly vent below, see them pictures reflections of what has been lost memories of what has been found all are melting, all have wandered, here in the desert, here in life
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Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
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