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I came barreling around around the corner in the passenger's seat of a white jeep that belonged to a handsome fellow And that was when I saw her beautiful, furious fuller than I have seen her in a long time She was waiting there for me just as she always is and always will be she loves, she cleanses, she consumes Her colors effortlessly paint a smile across my chapped lips and I am reminded of what matters in this undecided existence To surround ourselves with the things that make us feel the most alive -
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Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 12:44 AM UTC
Mother Yuba
I came barreling around around the corner in the passenger's seat of a white jeep that belonged to a handsome fellow And that was when I saw her beautiful, furious fuller than I have seen her in a long time She was waiting there for me just as she always is and always will be she loves, she cleanses, she consumes Her colors effortlessly paint a smile across my chapped lips and I am reminded of what matters in this undecided existence To surround ourselves with the things that make us feel the most alive -
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Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 12:44 AM UTC
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