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where is the note I long to hear the one that echoes freedom life insects, birds maddening sharp should be solace stylus cruel when armour's slipped no safety's found each breath is work to think impacts audacious sun attempts to smile through winter's hold reprieve to none
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Jun 7, 2017
Jun 7, 2017 at 6:54 PM UTC
reprieve to none
where is the note I long to hear the one that echoes freedom life insects, birds maddening sharp should be solace stylus cruel when armour's slipped no safety's found each breath is work to think impacts audacious sun attempts to smile through winter's hold reprieve to none
unsettling, bitterly cold day
#winter#echoes#cruel#solace#reprieve#freedom#life
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eleanor-prince
Jun 7, 2017
Jun 7, 2017 at 6:54 PM UTC
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