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MADE TO RISE
How the Squirrel Flies
A flame would climb from the base be it shapely so jagged to whom may go so far
away and through the hallway beneath a few layers flows a circular frame made to
fit a universe inside. The tree gasped it respired the squirrel fell deep billowing
brush. Through the hallway and claws struck tall ground, stunned, but kept moving back haggard with claws strong vertically traveling fast this sensitive stairway. Now listen again
here blue gossip hides amidst so many leaves.
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