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she was racing over the horizon through lines over luminaries time ticks flew tore by the wind "I play with gusts and thunder," she said, "I'm not afraid to get burned."
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May 31, 2017
May 31, 2017 at 6:48 AM UTC
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she was racing over the horizon through lines over luminaries time ticks flew tore by the wind "I play with gusts and thunder," she said, "I'm not afraid to get burned."
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