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They had played for too long. The stretching shadows sang in minor whilst tackling gusts scratched the colour from his hands and tugged wire through her clutches. Their fettered aircrafts swooped in plunging shifts: seconds of clouded rhapsody and cotton screams- equalled in deflection and discord. Their colourful counterparts climbed higher, twisting in solar breezes. They gaped upwards with tense suggestions neither knowing how to sever their tangled kite-strings.
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Oct 20, 2011
Oct 20, 2011 at 1:10 PM UTC
Kites
They had played for too long. The stretching shadows sang in minor whilst tackling gusts scratched the colour from his hands and tugged wire through her clutches. Their fettered aircrafts swooped in plunging shifts: seconds of clouded rhapsody and cotton screams- equalled in deflection and discord. Their colourful counterparts climbed higher, twisting in solar breezes. They gaped upwards with tense suggestions neither knowing how to sever their tangled kite-strings.
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Oct 20, 2011
Oct 20, 2011 at 1:10 PM UTC
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