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cold drinks in the warm breeze seeing the burning of evergreens i used to know where to roam but you always roam without a home who am i without the soil i’ve known? cannot grow in these conditions but sometimes comfort zones act as limits
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Jan 19, 2024
Jan 19, 2024 at 6:59 AM UTC
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cold drinks in the warm breeze seeing the burning of evergreens i used to know where to roam but you always roam without a home who am i without the soil i’ve known? cannot grow in these conditions but sometimes comfort zones act as limits
munybee
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Jan 19, 2024 at 6:59 AM UTC
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