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Flying ****** Red torn across the horizon A broken foot stains the sky Achilles limps Autumn auburn Middle fear Lost love Waning warmth Fore-splintered earth Great spires of the West No matter wind or cloud The sun rests beneath the mountain I've gained a taste for feathers
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 1:04 AM UTC
Beneath the mountain
Flying ****** Red torn across the horizon A broken foot stains the sky Achilles limps Autumn auburn Middle fear Lost love Waning warmth Fore-splintered earth Great spires of the West No matter wind or cloud The sun rests beneath the mountain I've gained a taste for feathers
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 1:04 AM UTC
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