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Gliding in air was an eerie delightful hue hanging high above violet and blue, for eons no one had knew, the peon pest probing around the howling zoo, rhyming and roaming hiding and hoping flighty the ronin ran, groping every moment he could come to as a token to his gallantry the guidance to his apathy decided to devise his only strife to live happily
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Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 1:53 PM UTC
The ronin of sunflower fields
Gliding in air was an eerie delightful hue hanging high above violet and blue, for eons no one had knew, the peon pest probing around the howling zoo, rhyming and roaming hiding and hoping flighty the ronin ran, groping every moment he could come to as a token to his gallantry the guidance to his apathy decided to devise his only strife to live happily
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Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 1:53 PM UTC
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