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i see hills and the sun but not the ones on paper, with sunnies drawn on in crayon, i see overlapping fields, but not the one with daises and frills i see them pass the horizon i know i will never come to touch
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Aug 13, 2021
Aug 13, 2021 at 12:16 PM UTC
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i see hills and the sun but not the ones on paper, with sunnies drawn on in crayon, i see overlapping fields, but not the one with daises and frills i see them pass the horizon i know i will never come to touch
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Aug 13, 2021
Aug 13, 2021 at 12:16 PM UTC
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