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present perfect love
Friday, January 29, 2016
dust we stood.
they speak to me
unheard
whispers free
dust we stood
so we are
thee made us
the attire you feel
lit large
where we see
flown
we heard
fist ful
lost we stand
thee direct
dust we stood
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