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the soft snow bed that lays on top of  the mountains melting down into the frozen lake with soft slippery rocks that feels good to drown your feet in and feel the cold water dig under your finger nails your hear beat,slowing down you feel the clouds move and you feel your skin streching and for the first time the trees became your best friend the wind becoming music to your brain you slowly open your eyes and slowly part your dried lips you whisper in a sleepy voice "i never felt so alive"
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Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 9:40 PM UTC
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the soft snow bed that lays on top of  the mountains melting down into the frozen lake with soft slippery rocks that feels good to drown your feet in and feel the cold water dig under your finger nails your hear beat,slowing down you feel the clouds move and you feel your skin streching and for the first time the trees became your best friend the wind becoming music to your brain you slowly open your eyes and slowly part your dried lips you whisper in a sleepy voice "i never felt so alive"
i love canada
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Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 9:40 PM UTC
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