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From the top of a railroad tower at 6:30 in the morning I saw the sun break free from the horizon my arms spread like wings as the freight train thundered underneath of me. I’ve not felt such freedom since.
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Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 3:56 PM UTC
The last time.
From the top of a railroad tower at 6:30 in the morning I saw the sun break free from the horizon my arms spread like wings as the freight train thundered underneath of me. I’ve not felt such freedom since.
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Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 3:56 PM UTC
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