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She didn’t ask for jewels or clothes. She didn’t ask for anything you could find in a store. She only asked that I come back to her & that I bring with me a single leaf. That is how Central Park turned into a desert and I, the mad fool picking through the grains of sand.
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Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 11:38 AM UTC
A Leaf In A Park
She didn’t ask for jewels or clothes. She didn’t ask for anything you could find in a store. She only asked that I come back to her & that I bring with me a single leaf. That is how Central Park turned into a desert and I, the mad fool picking through the grains of sand.
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Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 11:38 AM UTC
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