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pushingyourdaisies
American "Age does not limit ones power of writing." / Sixteen. Books are my life. History. Photography. Tea.
The sound of music bloomed colors in a wintry empty world. Such a silly song within me. A violin, silent without a life. Its beauty was locked away. My searching gaze, takes our love to make perfect days.
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Jul 6, 2013
Jul 6, 2013 at 12:04 AM UTC
Bloom