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joni wasn't sure what compelled him to run on this particular night maybe it was the fragmented sky caught between the airiness of dusk and the heavy stormclouds weighing it down all he knew was that it felt like the closest he'd been to real life in a while and it had been a while maybe it was that he'd always known the heavy clouds so intimately but deep down what rang true was that he would never really know at all nothing; except the gentle patter of his feet against the pavement and the brave truth that they may continue to carry him even when the sky finally threatened to collapse
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Jul 11, 2020
Jul 11, 2020 at 9:17 PM UTC
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joni wasn't sure what compelled him to run on this particular night maybe it was the fragmented sky caught between the airiness of dusk and the heavy stormclouds weighing it down all he knew was that it felt like the closest he'd been to real life in a while and it had been a while maybe it was that he'd always known the heavy clouds so intimately but deep down what rang true was that he would never really know at all nothing; except the gentle patter of his feet against the pavement and the brave truth that they may continue to carry him even when the sky finally threatened to collapse
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Jul 11, 2020
Jul 11, 2020 at 9:17 PM UTC
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