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a man walks a tight rope, the wind does kart wheels across his nose reminding him of unwelcome territory and the rope complains bitterly about how he's unfit for the job. holding the balance of one man's life is too much for me it scoffs. the man laughs. life? he thinks. what a unfortunate thing to be a part of.
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 9:09 PM UTC
Tight Rope
a man walks a tight rope, the wind does kart wheels across his nose reminding him of unwelcome territory and the rope complains bitterly about how he's unfit for the job. holding the balance of one man's life is too much for me it scoffs. the man laughs. life? he thinks. what a unfortunate thing to be a part of.
alex-mcdaniel
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 9:09 PM UTC
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