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the leaves are the same color as the paper in my pocket the paper in my pocket is ready to scatter all over the big round things that are bouncing on the pole
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Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 12:34 PM UTC
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the leaves are the same color as the paper in my pocket the paper in my pocket is ready to scatter all over the big round things that are bouncing on the pole
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Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 12:34 PM UTC
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