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young and necessary.

wanna live like a hippy in your fields

draw wild berries from the tree in your yard, make you eat them first

my guinea pig, my drug.

taste the grass against my feet, and laugh

we know nothing compares to our first summer

but why frown.

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cheyenne-1
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Apr 23, 2013
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