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A thud! Garbled nattering, blurred gathering Barbed badinage. Ground the smell of sour grain and stale bread Blinded by grime, gravel bites Sobs! Sobs! Sobs! Footsteps dashing past, dust billowing out Tee-hee! Gray dark sky scudding Thousand silver threads Celestial flame Parched ground Redemption! Garbled nattering, clear gathering The passage, solemn sea Soft, hushed voices Silence. Cheers!
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Dec 21, 2024
Dec 21, 2024 at 4:05 AM UTC
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A thud! Garbled nattering, blurred gathering Barbed badinage. Ground the smell of sour grain and stale bread Blinded by grime, gravel bites Sobs! Sobs! Sobs! Footsteps dashing past, dust billowing out Tee-hee! Gray dark sky scudding Thousand silver threads Celestial flame Parched ground Redemption! Garbled nattering, clear gathering The passage, solemn sea Soft, hushed voices Silence. Cheers!
Kwach
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Kwach
30/M/Nairobi Kenya
Dec 21, 2024
Dec 21, 2024 at 4:05 AM UTC
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