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Sep 2013
This chain holds memories.
Loving ones,
Angry ones,
And hungry ones.
The glass reflects them.
Because it was around my neck through it all.

And resonates with my mind,
And everything else is lost to me.
I love it.
The New Kestrel
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The New Kestrel
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