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Jul 2019
Tell me that I never knew what it meant
when the wind blew threw the trees.

Tell it's only lens flare.

Tell me it's the green dots that appear only
when we saw green dots of the light
showing through the trees.
T R S
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T R S  29/M
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   Eloisa
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