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The clouds in the sky are talented contortionists Vital beauty to rival the most talented goddess My lungs eat a meal of purity and exhale clarity My eyes ease at the sights of great complexity I'm free to discover the language of the wind Witness the birth of new generations
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May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 1:07 PM UTC
Clouds Are Contortionists
The clouds in the sky are talented contortionists Vital beauty to rival the most talented goddess My lungs eat a meal of purity and exhale clarity My eyes ease at the sights of great complexity I'm free to discover the language of the wind Witness the birth of new generations
michael-blonski
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May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 1:07 PM UTC
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