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a clean slate, with your own face on

, you find yourself indigo -clad and clapping like thunder, a blur of turquoise tutu and treehouse battle scars. the earth underfoot is a song, a sigh, a silence. the sky’s got both wings and teeth, a dragon -fly in … Continue reading

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