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Apr 2019
if only you’d stop letting the world define who you are,
if only, sweet, golden child.

if only you’d close your eyes and run through those sun soaked fields.

if only you’d let go of your pride, let go of your safety, and take a chance.
your emotional drainage holds no reigns on you, golden child.

unleash.
be who you are,
you sweet, sweet, golden child.
abbey
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abbey  17/F/wonderland
(17/F/wonderland)   
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     Bogdan Dragos and Harper
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