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Sometimes I discover your hands in my hair are actually mine; I just spent five minutes in a waking dream. I braid my hair so my fingers don't get lost again.
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Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 11:06 PM UTC
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Sometimes I discover your hands in my hair are actually mine; I just spent five minutes in a waking dream. I braid my hair so my fingers don't get lost again.
grey-davidson
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Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 11:06 PM UTC
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