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i guess in this wrinkled age our love is still untarnished but now you're cremated your sweet spirit my beloved, is kept in my sunroom to stay. you still linger in a jar of glitters that our children joyfully play
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Jun 13, 2016
Jun 13, 2016 at 11:18 PM UTC
undying
i guess in this wrinkled age our love is still untarnished but now you're cremated your sweet spirit my beloved, is kept in my sunroom to stay. you still linger in a jar of glitters that our children joyfully play
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Jun 13, 2016
Jun 13, 2016 at 11:18 PM UTC
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