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through these streets my pace is slow. shimmering skies and aching snow. curls my skin and fills my pores. empty streets. ***** ******
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Apr 23, 2011
Apr 23, 2011 at 7:26 AM UTC
in absence
through these streets my pace is slow. shimmering skies and aching snow. curls my skin and fills my pores. empty streets. ***** ******
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j-ericson
Norwegian
Apr 23, 2011
Apr 23, 2011 at 7:26 AM UTC
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