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there's red all over your face. the smell of tomatoes in the air. you do not eat with grace. But that's the life of a child with Blonde hair.
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Jul 24, 2020
Jul 24, 2020 at 1:52 PM UTC
Red Face
there's red all over your face. the smell of tomatoes in the air. you do not eat with grace. But that's the life of a child with Blonde hair.
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25/F/Yorkshire, England
Jul 24, 2020
Jul 24, 2020 at 1:52 PM UTC
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