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how difficult would it be to break the window right now? is there a chance for stars to stop shining? or for giraffes to suddenly become short? Her hand traced the rim of the cup As it clattered to the ground against the hardwood floors She took a deep breath clouds were patiently taking control of her mind Feeling tranquil knowing she would never really know
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 7:25 PM UTC
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how difficult would it be to break the window right now? is there a chance for stars to stop shining? or for giraffes to suddenly become short? Her hand traced the rim of the cup As it clattered to the ground against the hardwood floors She took a deep breath clouds were patiently taking control of her mind Feeling tranquil knowing she would never really know
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 7:25 PM UTC
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