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We could, you know! Once more trip as we did. To that place our place. Where smiles fall from the curls of our corners as slow motion tickles of delight. Of stories, sweet as sticky taffy that taste of far off. Spices and lingers that whet our whistles. Let’s spin our globe. Follow our dreams. Precious little our wares. We could, you know…
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Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 6:49 AM UTC
the footprint and the impressionable sand
We could, you know! Once more trip as we did. To that place our place. Where smiles fall from the curls of our corners as slow motion tickles of delight. Of stories, sweet as sticky taffy that taste of far off. Spices and lingers that whet our whistles. Let’s spin our globe. Follow our dreams. Precious little our wares. We could, you know…
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Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 6:49 AM UTC
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