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rains tenderly blot out our attempts to remember the torn edged⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀moments ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ as sunny days ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ when they were not ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ world, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ quill up ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ our ⠀⠀⠀                           ⠀sensibilities ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ muddled ⠀⠀⠀⠀    choking sunrises have ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ promise, too
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Aug 27, 2020
Aug 27, 2020 at 9:11 AM UTC
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rains tenderly blot out our attempts to remember the torn edged⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀moments ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ as sunny days ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ when they were not ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ world, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ quill up ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ our ⠀⠀⠀                           ⠀sensibilities ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ muddled ⠀⠀⠀⠀    choking sunrises have ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ promise, too
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50/M/beer city
Aug 27, 2020
Aug 27, 2020 at 9:11 AM UTC
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