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dilated black pupil i watch take shape grin of pink with form so clean ambushes grey soul touch like feather greets fist of gold bold strikes, put to rest by feather of gold untethered she pilots soul i pilot soul never fly so low always take high to zones unknown to globe havent felt this way in yrz. finally warm finally free finally home then, she's gone ow... solo|w| again.
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Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 1:31 PM UTC
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dilated black pupil i watch take shape grin of pink with form so clean ambushes grey soul touch like feather greets fist of gold bold strikes, put to rest by feather of gold untethered she pilots soul i pilot soul never fly so low always take high to zones unknown to globe havent felt this way in yrz. finally warm finally free finally home then, she's gone ow... solo|w| again.
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Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 1:31 PM UTC
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