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Your eyes tether me. Wide green sense of familiarity. Your alpine white dress drags against your feet. Looks for a place for thread and floor to meet.

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quinton-horras-yard

Published: May 26, 2014
LinesWords: 427

Tags: #sad #eyes #happy #beauty #green #white #floor #feet #familiar #dress #hazel

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