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cookie tins and tea your faded grade school drawings and her chipped birdbath
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Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 9:07 PM UTC
your mother's house (haiku)
cookie tins and tea your faded grade school drawings and her chipped birdbath
i always find it strange when you visit someplace you spent so much time in as a kid, like a friends house, but when you return nothing has changed. it makes me feel twelve again.
falling-ashes
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Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 9:07 PM UTC
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