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Fantasy flights...when the rocks are so without gravity...their laughter buoys them up with the clouds...to float and sway with the winds...in whispered harmonies... |
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Fantasy flights...when the rocks are so without gravity...their laughter buoys them up with the clouds...to float and sway with the winds...in whispered harmonies... |
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