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Thursday, September 25, 2014
No Wreckage
No Wreckage
To see a star and call it snow
To point at beauty and say that is beauty
here in the dark
where we have made our home
We do not fall toward one
another
but together we are falling
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Marcoantonio Arellano (Nene)
September 25, 2014 at 6:49 AM
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