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Shadows play across his face making shapes my fingers itch to trace the summer sky is a bright blue can you tell i'm thinking of you?
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Feb 10, 2011
Feb 10, 2011 at 5:15 PM UTC
summer skies
Shadows play across his face making shapes my fingers itch to trace the summer sky is a bright blue can you tell i'm thinking of you?
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Feb 10, 2011
Feb 10, 2011 at 5:15 PM UTC
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