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The wind, a friend of mine what little hair I have, blown back no heed for limit signs societal, the cracks Imposed and mere perceived of how we should or should not behave no cares or responsibilities   to no one else, a slave It's kinda like a cliff jump as just beyond the ledge control released, surrendered the knife, the blade the edge
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Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 9:45 PM UTC
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The wind, a friend of mine what little hair I have, blown back no heed for limit signs societal, the cracks Imposed and mere perceived of how we should or should not behave no cares or responsibilities   to no one else, a slave It's kinda like a cliff jump as just beyond the ledge control released, surrendered the knife, the blade the edge
Nothing compares :) Too a leap of faith, and who says that has to be religious? And yet at the same time, spiritual? ;D~
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Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 9:45 PM UTC
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