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and then the fleeting hours go through the pains and the tiny bits of happiness on repeat i'm glad they don't just leave --Watercolour
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Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 11:36 AM UTC
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and then the fleeting hours go through the pains and the tiny bits of happiness on repeat i'm glad they don't just leave --Watercolour
EleanorRigby
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Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 11:36 AM UTC
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