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Your memory descends upon me, as morning mist. Then I wake.
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 2:54 PM UTC
Your memory descends
Your memory descends upon me, as morning mist. Then I wake.
zoe-espino
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 2:54 PM UTC
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