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i was walking on air feeling like a blessed heir before she punctured my ego and freed me from my vertigo life is a strange journey much like a tourney it leads you to where you began in that dim light where creation beckons
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Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 5:33 AM UTC
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i was walking on air feeling like a blessed heir before she punctured my ego and freed me from my vertigo life is a strange journey much like a tourney it leads you to where you began in that dim light where creation beckons
david-mungoshi
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Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 5:33 AM UTC
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