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The shades, They twirl through, Like a snapped limb, Over the sun and valleys, Fish singing, like flogged drifting tears, Suddenly collapsed along the floor, Groping regretful, A light and refugee of who, what, Or when Nothing Inside Something
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
Young grasshopper
The shades, They twirl through, Like a snapped limb, Over the sun and valleys, Fish singing, like flogged drifting tears, Suddenly collapsed along the floor, Groping regretful, A light and refugee of who, what, Or when Nothing Inside Something
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#peace#joy#random#truthgrace
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dibbs
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
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