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Nov 2017
Red river run, down my hips
erode away my pain in a false sense of bliss
roaring river groans, silent to all but me
Red river runs, red drops let free
Blue bird sings as my only messenger
But small blue bird can't change the flow, no
Red river flows, I watch the river's reach
twist and turn, grow and grow
spacewalker
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spacewalker  18/M/Laniakea
(18/M/Laniakea)   
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