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While I am walking through this garden I remember of our green moments and I also remember of mine black menthol cigarettes, which makes me swallow our dark moments.
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Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 1:16 AM UTC
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While I am walking through this garden I remember of our green moments and I also remember of mine black menthol cigarettes, which makes me swallow our dark moments.
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Brasília
Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 1:16 AM UTC
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