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suspended vertical defying       human limitations bound in heaven's threads they perform an aerial arabesque        costumes torn, scattering sequins and halos on their ethereal descent as the crowd watches         breath harmonized, almost willing them to fall if air had been my mistress, I could have chosen to soar        the allure of existing only in this angels' abode where letting go relies on faith and testament of art evanescent         as we all prepare for this our final show
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 8:14 AM UTC
The Final Show
suspended vertical defying       human limitations bound in heaven's threads they perform an aerial arabesque        costumes torn, scattering sequins and halos on their ethereal descent as the crowd watches         breath harmonized, almost willing them to fall if air had been my mistress, I could have chosen to soar        the allure of existing only in this angels' abode where letting go relies on faith and testament of art evanescent         as we all prepare for this our final show
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 8:14 AM UTC
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