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Snowball bushes and fresh grass It wasn't summer yet I could feel the heat from you Soft browns and whites, the pupils of your eyes more of a calm black Lost in the youth of the moment And the innocence of freshman year

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Starslight

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Dec 16, 2016

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Notes: Winter always makes me nostalgic
12/16/16
Tags: #winter #nostalgia

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