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Jan 2015
Cold cold fingers
Frosty frosty toes
"Let me warm that soul"
Crackling crackling fire wood
Red yellow orange
"I can't feel my face"
Pale pale moon
Dry dry lips
"Here. Put in this tune"
Swaying swaying hips
Warm warm hearts
"Sometimes i think about the way you look at the moon, sometimes you smile at the stars,sometimes you grow with the sun, sometimes you dance with the rain and sometimes I'm all of those at once."
12:53am
Kailee something
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Kailee something  muddy garden
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