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the air kissed the blades of his wings, the concrete, a firm pillow for his aching soul
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 8:54 AM UTC
the weakener
the air kissed the blades of his wings, the concrete, a firm pillow for his aching soul
Ariel H.
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ariel-hillel
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 8:54 AM UTC
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