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Jun 2015
imagine—
   flying, flying
  dancing with the wind
       singing to the lights
         and
    feeling absolutely
exhilarated.


only to be stripped of your wings—

and forced to crawl on the ground.


(and society will make you learn its ways until you eventually get slaughtered.)
summery thoughts. it's this time of the year again.
cv
Written by
cv  in neverland.
(in neverland.)   
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   Rapunzoll and Pax
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