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' *Who can tell the difference  between gallantry and deceit;  that is clear only to  the querying breeze?  Who could not smell  the pungent heavy cloud  before the pulling of  the petulant wind?  Further, afar off, no one inquires  about foreseen mornings unseen  dreams once winged zephyrs  echo in forgotten hallways.  Perched high on rock faces grim  beneath the humming of the bird,  awash on porous promontories -  failure now permeates the abject soul.* ____  ____  ____  ✒ ○● °
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 5:23 PM UTC
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' *Who can tell the difference  between gallantry and deceit;  that is clear only to  the querying breeze?  Who could not smell  the pungent heavy cloud  before the pulling of  the petulant wind?  Further, afar off, no one inquires  about foreseen mornings unseen  dreams once winged zephyrs  echo in forgotten hallways.  Perched high on rock faces grim  beneath the humming of the bird,  awash on porous promontories -  failure now permeates the abject soul.* ____  ____  ____  ✒ ○● °
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 5:23 PM UTC
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