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Just_A_bit_of_magic
Just_A_bit_of_magic
16/F/Spaceland Please stop reading the really bad poetry I wrote when I was 13
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Feel the green, feel the blue See the different hues. Feel the everlasting pain running swiftly through your veins. Wind, water, sun, trees, What are these but words and tangible fees. Find the hope and the fun as we run barefoot through canyon’s gun, Water there, wind here, hair everywhere. Listen and pull up a chair as I tell you the story of blue sky’s and green waters, the story of jumping cliffs and sought barters. Who knew a bit of trees could be enough to make one bleed? Who thought lemonade and a bit of sun would be all we need?
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Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 6:36 PM UTC
Just_A_bit_of_magic
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Feel the green, feel the blue See the different hues. Feel the everlasting pain running swiftly through your veins. Wind, water, sun, trees, What are these but words and tangible fees. Find the hope and the fun as we run barefoot through canyon’s gun, Water there, wind here, hair everywhere. Listen and pull up a chair as I tell you the story of blue sky’s and green waters, the story of jumping cliffs and sought barters. Who knew a bit of trees could be enough to make one bleed? Who thought lemonade and a bit of sun would be all we need?
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