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When cold days leave you anchored to your bed what is it to Live My Grandmothers creased and gregarious eyes radiate Life Just as the shoots of grass reach to kiss the sky oh so Simplistically
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Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 2:28 AM UTC
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When cold days leave you anchored to your bed what is it to Live My Grandmothers creased and gregarious eyes radiate Life Just as the shoots of grass reach to kiss the sky oh so Simplistically
sarah-kunz
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Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 2:28 AM UTC
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