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an ice cold stare, old denim jeans suede and cotton tops - they all feel like los angeles, another guitar naps where she sleeps, santana seems to pluck the strings in her dreams; speaking of dreams, a sweet man and pup named clyde are the cast members in her opening scenes, acts in her play she would burn the whole script for just to see -t.m
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Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 3:16 PM UTC
Purple Corduroys (II)
an ice cold stare, old denim jeans suede and cotton tops - they all feel like los angeles, another guitar naps where she sleeps, santana seems to pluck the strings in her dreams; speaking of dreams, a sweet man and pup named clyde are the cast members in her opening scenes, acts in her play she would burn the whole script for just to see -t.m
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Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 3:16 PM UTC
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