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These painted walls will always fill my lungs and with every breath I take, there is a small piece of the child who grew up within them By Chloe Elizabeth

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Published: Sep 2, 2014
LinesWords: 730

Notes: My walls were painted blue.
Tags: #paint #breath #growingup #blue #child #walls #breathing #lungs

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