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Rising to the waking hour Nothing left now to devour Eyes blurred from belief deprivation Needlessly I suffered in unification Impairment of superstition overcome Now I am free to be one...
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Mar 8, 2014
Mar 8, 2014 at 9:59 AM UTC
FREE TO BE ONE
Rising to the waking hour Nothing left now to devour Eyes blurred from belief deprivation Needlessly I suffered in unification Impairment of superstition overcome Now I am free to be one...
Traveler Tim
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TravelerTim
63/M/Armenian
Mar 8, 2014
Mar 8, 2014 at 9:59 AM UTC
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