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Mar 2017
His voice is full of money. A masculine imitation of Daisy Buchanan, raised by southern rich folk who once might've migrated from somewhere up north. He was tall and fair, sophisticated but still youthful in the shadows of his speech. He appeared god-like, a prince heir to the throne of a cloud's eternity, towering over you like riches in the sky, full of untouchable beauty, just out of reach.
March 27th, 2017 -- 8:54
Violet Rose
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Violet Rose
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