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May 2015
love is the matter-less air
*and sometimes we forget how much we need to breathe
i remember how much i love him more than i remember to eat
Alexis Rose
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Alexis Rose  Some preposition; bed
(Some preposition; bed)   
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     ---, ryn, brandon nagley and AK Bright
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