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The sun was furious; the earth, helpless. The light played tricks with the hot, dry air of the Mongolian desert. A pair of sickles rose and fell over the parched earth, carrying a feathered blue avian creature in their wake. The Monster from the North.
Some things, magic things, are meant to stay whole. If you look at their pieces, they go away. The Poetry in the Streets. A blanket shrouding their bodies, they lay there. Dew sparkled in the p.
And at times, a little more. Of Green, and Yellow. 8220;What are we going to do, my love? 8220;Wander away, love, and let the stars call it for us, as they have, for so many of us, before us.
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