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I was a poet, a healer and a woman once a dreamable woman who got behind his eyes I learned about flying too I still dream about flying so ****** pragmatic these days Afraid to write Afraid to fly He said my wings really stoked the fire once And now I remember why I am afraid to fly
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May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 12:43 PM UTC
Icarus knew
I was a poet, a healer and a woman once a dreamable woman who got behind his eyes I learned about flying too I still dream about flying so ****** pragmatic these days Afraid to write Afraid to fly He said my wings really stoked the fire once And now I remember why I am afraid to fly
a conversation of sorts
emily-burns
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May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 12:43 PM UTC
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