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The warm taste of toasty cinnamon Sticks to my pinky lips And memories of simpler days Are set off by the tarte granny smiths This steaming bowl Reminds me so much of home The comforting feeling of Of what it is to truly belong

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The Stars, Outer space

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The Stars, Outer space

Published: Nov 12, 2017
Time: 1m

Notes: Apple crumble is the best :)
Tags: #crumble

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