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In my determination to fly, I have to find a balance between the elmer's glue, which failed when I flew too close to the sea, and the beeswax, which stung more than my own back when I thought it'd made me free. My pride will be my breaking, I'm sorry for mistaking acid for honesty.
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Feb 14, 2010
Feb 14, 2010 at 4:17 PM UTC
de la Mer et DesSoleils
In my determination to fly, I have to find a balance between the elmer's glue, which failed when I flew too close to the sea, and the beeswax, which stung more than my own back when I thought it'd made me free. My pride will be my breaking, I'm sorry for mistaking acid for honesty.
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Feb 14, 2010
Feb 14, 2010 at 4:17 PM UTC
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