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Jun 2013
I want to relive
the grass stains on my jeans
the leftover shivers from the wind
(when we ran though the field)
that song you hummed mindlessly
that gaze you gave me when I said
"you're more like me than I think I am"
modelb0nes
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modelb0nes  Toronto
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