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there is an ache it cuts at moments through your heart strong as the wind that makes the desert move it stays with you for all your life until you breathe your last and even then it will not be enough
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Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 4:29 PM UTC
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there is an ache it cuts at moments through your heart strong as the wind that makes the desert move it stays with you for all your life until you breathe your last and even then it will not be enough
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Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 4:29 PM UTC
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