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my hair grows long wheat grass under the sun so do our conversations meandering and young with no intent i feel this chapter in our story coming to an end
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Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 7:51 PM UTC
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my hair grows long wheat grass under the sun so do our conversations meandering and young with no intent i feel this chapter in our story coming to an end
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Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 7:51 PM UTC
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