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She had the most beautiful of wings, and yet they couldn't save her. She fell like a stone. *Why wouldn't you use your wings? Why didn't you fly?* ***Because my dear, I saw no point in saving myself.***
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 5:35 PM UTC
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She had the most beautiful of wings, and yet they couldn't save her. She fell like a stone. *Why wouldn't you use your wings? Why didn't you fly?* ***Because my dear, I saw no point in saving myself.***
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 5:35 PM UTC
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