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The nouns of my life are fading. I'm left standing at an uncomfortable cliff. And the winds of change keep whispering, "Do you fade or fly?"
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 8:13 PM UTC
The Fool's Cliff.
The nouns of my life are fading. I'm left standing at an uncomfortable cliff. And the winds of change keep whispering, "Do you fade or fly?"
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WeavingHeartSong
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WeavingHeartSong
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 8:13 PM UTC
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