Edge of EnglandA Story by WilliamDagurssonPoetry as a breath of inspiration.
Do not think we are ugly things
because we break and are broken and do not hurt us because we are mechanical things because we follow our clockwork paths the constellations follow their paths for eternal life, and fall so much like we also fall and make and break contact splitting and becoming dust only to be swept away so much like our breath is also swept away at the sight of such a thing so broken © 2011 WilliamDagurssonAuthor's Note
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Added on November 10, 2011 Last Updated on November 10, 2011 Author
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