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You see, the breath within, billowing ceaselessly in my ears. Is that litte pump of mine Hair strands rising, veins dilate The red fluid in fleshy conduits Flowing deeper and swirling me Lifting meon a spiral. An all time high. Smaller and smaller gets all other From this incredible height, The gigantic made laughable All dear ceases The little pump pumps on I Have Life Within. It is, Why I will not sulk
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Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 3:38 AM UTC
Why I Will Not Sulk
You see, the breath within, billowing ceaselessly in my ears. Is that litte pump of mine Hair strands rising, veins dilate The red fluid in fleshy conduits Flowing deeper and swirling me Lifting meon a spiral. An all time high. Smaller and smaller gets all other From this incredible height, The gigantic made laughable All dear ceases The little pump pumps on I Have Life Within. It is, Why I will not sulk
Boniface
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Kenyan
Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 3:38 AM UTC
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