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Wings stained with longing cries of misfitted sound Melancholy raging deep down Soul the shade of a rainy cloud Yet she wears them proudly With a matching gown and grey halo "These wings are meant to fly,"they say But hey, What are they worth?
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May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 4:13 AM UTC
Black wings
Wings stained with longing cries of misfitted sound Melancholy raging deep down Soul the shade of a rainy cloud Yet she wears them proudly With a matching gown and grey halo "These wings are meant to fly,"they say But hey, What are they worth?
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15/F/Rwanda
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 4:13 AM UTC
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