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. paths narrow past the breadth of these long-travelled burdens across our shoulders in the canyon floods may come . then embroiled amidst the nimbus of our eyestains, the road behind entombs itself in these         vibrant       greys [she sang to us from stones on fire :           we, as they, clay           we, as they, clay]
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May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 8:14 AM UTC
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. paths narrow past the breadth of these long-travelled burdens across our shoulders in the canyon floods may come . then embroiled amidst the nimbus of our eyestains, the road behind entombs itself in these         vibrant       greys [she sang to us from stones on fire :           we, as they, clay           we, as they, clay]
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May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 8:14 AM UTC
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