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Jul 2012
it was up in the sunny mountains.
with green all around.
the little haven had four walls, painted in ivory white and had intricate little designs cut out in all shapes;

she sat there in half lotus and took a sip of the jasmine tea before closing her eyes and taking a deep breath in
Summer Novak
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