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Feb 2015
I feel like I'm hearing the world very peacefully and delicately. Like everything is so
Little and fragile but I hear it all at once like god does when we all pray
I compared our life's to the snowfall. In the beginning we are all the starting snow and we are young and new then we become older and older until we are the bottom snow and die and then spread and then they recycling and starting over aka the new generation being born
I wroteΒ Β this when I was high
February 8th 12:59am
Spooky Babe
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Spooky Babe  22/F/CA
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