Back yard by Chameleon

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Jun 19

Back yard

There’s really nothing like
the passing of time.
Everything is gone.

There used to be a tree that a pitbull played around. Never giving up on getting her teeth on that tire.

Written by

Chameleon 30/F/Ohio

(30/F/Ohio)

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