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Mumble through a labyrinth world-- A cacophonous lyre's stringing. Sheep in wolf's clothes-- Are half as dangerous--as My sorry symphony. In the tiger-fur rarity of your singing, ember-sky eyes Ghost stars crumble their memories over morning. The trickster god pays respects when we smile our mutual challenges-- Crosses her rays from one side of earth to the next, Looking for a collision.
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 1:32 PM UTC
Starstuff Love
Mumble through a labyrinth world-- A cacophonous lyre's stringing. Sheep in wolf's clothes-- Are half as dangerous--as My sorry symphony. In the tiger-fur rarity of your singing, ember-sky eyes Ghost stars crumble their memories over morning. The trickster god pays respects when we smile our mutual challenges-- Crosses her rays from one side of earth to the next, Looking for a collision.
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 1:32 PM UTC
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