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The face becomes a cloud in the sky. The airplane, that resides so high, Is the teardrop that learned to fly.
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Dec 11, 2010
Dec 11, 2010 at 7:09 AM UTC
Clouded Thoughts
The face becomes a cloud in the sky. The airplane, that resides so high, Is the teardrop that learned to fly.
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Dec 11, 2010
Dec 11, 2010 at 7:09 AM UTC
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