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Sweet Oriental Angels with your cloth-thread harps play your song on dizi flute and mandolin echo soft in the foreground to the cruel industrial drum of a new world. This palace orchestra scrawled on scriptures now a specter of labors and dawns coated in smog.
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Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 10:36 PM UTC
Thoughts on Airplanes Over Taipei
Sweet Oriental Angels with your cloth-thread harps play your song on dizi flute and mandolin echo soft in the foreground to the cruel industrial drum of a new world. This palace orchestra scrawled on scriptures now a specter of labors and dawns coated in smog.
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Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 10:36 PM UTC
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