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standing in the middle of a barren desert my eyes meet the sky -- bluer than usual -- not a single cloud to shield the sun from my pale skin sometimes the sun sits in a position so high that I feel like she might just disappear it might not be a bad thing for us - for the world - might shake us shake us in a way to we need to be shook
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Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020 at 6:22 PM UTC
explained disappearance
standing in the middle of a barren desert my eyes meet the sky -- bluer than usual -- not a single cloud to shield the sun from my pale skin sometimes the sun sits in a position so high that I feel like she might just disappear it might not be a bad thing for us - for the world - might shake us shake us in a way to we need to be shook
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Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020 at 6:22 PM UTC
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