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As a string bound by musical ends... left to peak its sound. Stilled, unbound by musical ends... sound struck silence, silence struck sound. Shoring beatitude to shoreless, shores.
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 12:12 AM UTC
Left to Peak
As a string bound by musical ends... left to peak its sound. Stilled, unbound by musical ends... sound struck silence, silence struck sound. Shoring beatitude to shoreless, shores.
Onoma
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 12:12 AM UTC
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