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Green leaves My hands into upwards into forwards. Got that water. Got that water. Got that fire every morning. Got those sun rays every day. I’m sitting in I’m living in the kitchen the hub of it all I’m flourishing. I’m flourishing.
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Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 2:40 AM UTC
Flourishing
Green leaves My hands into upwards into forwards. Got that water. Got that water. Got that fire every morning. Got those sun rays every day. I’m sitting in I’m living in the kitchen the hub of it all I’m flourishing. I’m flourishing.
Annieeske
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23/F/New Zealand
Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 2:40 AM UTC
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