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Life truth lies in subtle realms As the smallest streams story     Is never straight Flames and streams bend with ease The cleansing part is both reflect     Our soul's intent It is the curve that holds beauty It is the bump we desire And all are capable sirens After acquiring the flexion     Of the old celestial song
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Jun 26, 2016
Jun 26, 2016 at 12:17 AM UTC
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Life truth lies in subtle realms As the smallest streams story     Is never straight Flames and streams bend with ease The cleansing part is both reflect     Our soul's intent It is the curve that holds beauty It is the bump we desire And all are capable sirens After acquiring the flexion     Of the old celestial song
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Jun 26, 2016
Jun 26, 2016 at 12:17 AM UTC
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