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flowing hair, crowned with white and yellow flowers by boredom now entangled by the summer breeze I wear a dress, and upon my thighs is a book, stained with my now drying tears. my dimples gleam in the bright sun, my heart as pure and light as the white dogs tumbling playfully around me serenity in my heart, you on my mind, this is how it should be.
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May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 2:39 PM UTC
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flowing hair, crowned with white and yellow flowers by boredom now entangled by the summer breeze I wear a dress, and upon my thighs is a book, stained with my now drying tears. my dimples gleam in the bright sun, my heart as pure and light as the white dogs tumbling playfully around me serenity in my heart, you on my mind, this is how it should be.
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25/F/Ireland
May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 2:39 PM UTC
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