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And I do not fear walking in the meadows, For what comes beneath the grass shall not destroy my soul. A being I am, made of flesh and bones. My mind, my words shall never be torn. So here I am, barefoot and free. Come hither…I dare thee. I will not stop, I will keep on walking, And while I do, a smile will remain. To taunt those demons who dare to play.
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Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
Come Hither...
And I do not fear walking in the meadows, For what comes beneath the grass shall not destroy my soul. A being I am, made of flesh and bones. My mind, my words shall never be torn. So here I am, barefoot and free. Come hither…I dare thee. I will not stop, I will keep on walking, And while I do, a smile will remain. To taunt those demons who dare to play.
qori-pinto
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Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
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