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Jun 2014
Washed out skies
I'm high, I'm high
Oh I feel so divine
shinin like copper golden fine
on cloud nine, lets get high
come run away with me
along the euphoric mirror
euphoric mirror
jump in get a taste of sweet
escapism
Vivian Ienello
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Vivian Ienello  21/Androgynous/Boston
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