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above the fray is always  something I'd  try to say mine are so  slight   padding them   back in the day always  helped the mirage  of  broadness even though the load   was so little then in a  blur life  was stacked   and packed so high and wide   now my shoulders ache at night   held any which way above the fray
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Sep 14, 2024
Sep 14, 2024 at 2:10 PM UTC
Shoulders High
above the fray is always  something I'd  try to say mine are so  slight   padding them   back in the day always  helped the mirage  of  broadness even though the load   was so little then in a  blur life  was stacked   and packed so high and wide   now my shoulders ache at night   held any which way above the fray
Aging up is a blessing and a curse
april-dawn
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Sep 14, 2024
Sep 14, 2024 at 2:10 PM UTC
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