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The end A poignant secret See You're my type of breeze The height of trees Whispering in the arms of wind
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Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 11:57 PM UTC
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The end A poignant secret See You're my type of breeze The height of trees Whispering in the arms of wind
I can't wait for the beginning. Not the end.
colmistoirm
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Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 11:57 PM UTC
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