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A burnt out bulb, just hanging there. No more light to share, or shadows to shear. No phoenix moment, Totally spent.
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Jun 18, 2016
Jun 18, 2016 at 12:34 PM UTC
Bulb
A burnt out bulb, just hanging there. No more light to share, or shadows to shear. No phoenix moment, Totally spent.
gregory-paul-dancer
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Jun 18, 2016
Jun 18, 2016 at 12:34 PM UTC
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