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We were soon to dislodge ourselves from this embarrassing embrace, though longed to be as permanent as the trees: Arcadian spectators longing speechlessly to let our discolored ancestors live in a fortified mound of leaves. A cigarette burning at her elbow, he proposed “I will give you sponge cake and cider in exchange for alcoholic lullabies.” Too late for that now; the stars pierced the pale vale spread heavily over an August night, Far too late She rose gauchely, brushed sawdust from her cheeks and wandered out into the open, into a reality that she knew then would soon become a stolid simple thing.
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Nov 30, 2023
Nov 30, 2023 at 10:54 AM UTC
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We were soon to dislodge ourselves from this embarrassing embrace, though longed to be as permanent as the trees: Arcadian spectators longing speechlessly to let our discolored ancestors live in a fortified mound of leaves. A cigarette burning at her elbow, he proposed “I will give you sponge cake and cider in exchange for alcoholic lullabies.” Too late for that now; the stars pierced the pale vale spread heavily over an August night, Far too late She rose gauchely, brushed sawdust from her cheeks and wandered out into the open, into a reality that she knew then would soon become a stolid simple thing.
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28/M/Ireland
Nov 30, 2023
Nov 30, 2023 at 10:54 AM UTC
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