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My thoughts come together while viewing the purple sky. Gusts of wind rattle the cold windows I pass by. Lights bleed through the trees from far over yonder Cant help but explore the streets that leave me to wander.
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Mar 14, 2017
Mar 14, 2017 at 8:04 PM UTC
Still Evenings
My thoughts come together while viewing the purple sky. Gusts of wind rattle the cold windows I pass by. Lights bleed through the trees from far over yonder Cant help but explore the streets that leave me to wander.
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Mar 14, 2017
Mar 14, 2017 at 8:04 PM UTC
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