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He was the waking The warning before the storm But my ears were shut My hands toppled over them Like earmuffs frozen to my skin I only listened to my chest As it burned with menace I opened my arms To reveal my bravery was stronger than my fright My chest bloomed for years Carrying weepings of beauty and disaster And when he went to the unknown He left me speechless with crippling stories
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Aug 14, 2019
Aug 14, 2019 at 11:27 AM UTC
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He was the waking The warning before the storm But my ears were shut My hands toppled over them Like earmuffs frozen to my skin I only listened to my chest As it burned with menace I opened my arms To reveal my bravery was stronger than my fright My chest bloomed for years Carrying weepings of beauty and disaster And when he went to the unknown He left me speechless with crippling stories
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29/F/Philadelphia
Aug 14, 2019
Aug 14, 2019 at 11:27 AM UTC
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