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I still remember days as sweet as sunset snowballs, warm summer air on our skin, A Vance Joy CD on the radio. Those days feel like a dream now. A story someone told me, or a book I read in middle school,
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Oct 15, 2021
Oct 15, 2021 at 12:21 AM UTC
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I still remember days as sweet as sunset snowballs, warm summer air on our skin, A Vance Joy CD on the radio. Those days feel like a dream now. A story someone told me, or a book I read in middle school,
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Oct 15, 2021
Oct 15, 2021 at 12:21 AM UTC
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