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His tired jump boots filled up with pebbly sand.                                Foot followed foot at a weary leaden pace                                as he trudged on the sunset wind swept strand.                                  Fatigue drew lines upon his sunburned face.                               A sad girl sat twirling a blazing brand.                               She dreamed the furthest birth of nascent stars.                               Heavy wood crutches rested at her side.                               Her withered white legs were trapped by steel bars                                He silently approached her as she softly cried.                               Pain was offered for pain as lonely eye caught eye.                            He wept mute as she sat mourning in a grief unspoiled.                     Their tender psychic boundaries touched and then recoiled.                               A wave washed gently over his broken tongues                               as a hungry purple sea consumed the sun.
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 9:02 PM UTC
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His tired jump boots filled up with pebbly sand.                                Foot followed foot at a weary leaden pace                                as he trudged on the sunset wind swept strand.                                  Fatigue drew lines upon his sunburned face.                               A sad girl sat twirling a blazing brand.                               She dreamed the furthest birth of nascent stars.                               Heavy wood crutches rested at her side.                               Her withered white legs were trapped by steel bars                                He silently approached her as she softly cried.                               Pain was offered for pain as lonely eye caught eye.                            He wept mute as she sat mourning in a grief unspoiled.                     Their tender psychic boundaries touched and then recoiled.                               A wave washed gently over his broken tongues                               as a hungry purple sea consumed the sun.
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 9:02 PM UTC
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