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  1. eye poem

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    August 2 by The Running Son

    Originally posted on The RunningFather Blog:
      eye poem i, Crowing out to no crowd signals out-bound slow but out loud through…

  2. ̊Seven ̊Ɵceans


    July 31 by The Running Son


    Originally posted on The RunningFather Blog:
    click4source    ̊Seven ̊Ɵceans Remember the night the sky tore open and my flight to the…

  3. ɵut fɾom the sǻges

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    July 31 by The Running Son

    Originally posted on The RunningFather Blog:
    Joshua Tree, and shack – click4source     ɵut fɾom the sǻges It’s true. I crawled…

  4. ◕ slip knot ☄


    July 26 by The Running Son


        ◕ slip knot ☄   ∞I∞ I can’t do this alone cannot the spider’s in the nose crab pot …
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  5. ◑• 8 lines 4 union •◑

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    July 22 by The Running Son

        ◑• 8 lines 4 union •◑   Man, we pain in attempts to disconnect ◑ emanation from reflection, …
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  6. φ philia φ


    July 21 by The Running Son


        φ philia φ Brothers us, arm and arm, ale and hearth, may songs be sung to ease the …
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  7. Ω storgê Ω


    July 21 by The Running Son

        Ω  storgê  Ω Walls dissolve and I melt inside. Eyes so oval and wide never glance away, and …
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