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With the freshness of youth I breathe in the world around me, walking in an ecstasy of spirit, marveling at bare feet and broken umbrellas building faces and burning questions Always seeking, living, bleeding, fearing that I should become remiss and give to my memory this heavenly bliss.
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Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 4:33 PM UTC
Youth
With the freshness of youth I breathe in the world around me, walking in an ecstasy of spirit, marveling at bare feet and broken umbrellas building faces and burning questions Always seeking, living, bleeding, fearing that I should become remiss and give to my memory this heavenly bliss.
breathing in my youth lest it pass me by....
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Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 4:33 PM UTC
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