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Soar with me, the young      we are a flock of marvels        roaring vertical claiming it, the laughter   and so years go running around the sturdy, brindled narra, trilling of birds, existence born from
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Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 2:56 AM UTC
Narra
Soar with me, the young      we are a flock of marvels        roaring vertical claiming it, the laughter   and so years go running around the sturdy, brindled narra, trilling of birds, existence born from
Also works reading it starting from the last line. :)
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Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 2:56 AM UTC
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