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I'm at a loss for so many things... chiefly words. yet here they are, blue in the face. a flailing troubadour, birds flocking deafly... thru half the air's soul.
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Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 1:22 PM UTC
Blue in the Face
I'm at a loss for so many things... chiefly words. yet here they are, blue in the face. a flailing troubadour, birds flocking deafly... thru half the air's soul.
Onoma
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Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 1:22 PM UTC
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