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In the wavering orange I look up at nothing and breathe out Air catching light, a cloud of dust The sound of something crumbling in the distance                                                  or just heavy footsteps Who's there? Are you breaking it down?
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Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 9:36 AM UTC
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In the wavering orange I look up at nothing and breathe out Air catching light, a cloud of dust The sound of something crumbling in the distance                                                  or just heavy footsteps Who's there? Are you breaking it down?
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Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 9:36 AM UTC
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