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my love was born in the winter time. the crunch of frosted grass, the morning's dark and quiet- an endless sleep, but i am always awake. i love this life in the winter time. my lover was born in the winter time.
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 3:43 PM UTC
S:2 E:1
my love was born in the winter time. the crunch of frosted grass, the morning's dark and quiet- an endless sleep, but i am always awake. i love this life in the winter time. my lover was born in the winter time.
music for dead people S:2 E:1
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 3:43 PM UTC
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