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I'm tired of being human, therefore I'll be a unicorn.
Evening Evening slowly comes with his tiny and soft paws Like a child Trying not to awake the darkness. You always let the evening in. Because you‘re afraid That he will get cold Always Always Let the evening in.
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Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
Evening
Brown bean in a cup. Perfect couple with warm milk. The scent of morning.
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 2:48 AM UTC
Morning