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Sep 2019
rusted mailboxes
random roads
secret paths
towering trees
spotted cows
little flowers
tugged trailers
mushy moss
wooden cabins
warming smiles
swerving roads
welcoming markets
fresh fruits
loving libraries
horses grazing
growing grass
hidden creeks
crisp air
long car ride to go see my grandma lead to this :)
Written by
Zane Smith  17/F/pixie hollow
(17/F/pixie hollow)   
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