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you sweep in a like a gust of leaves turning my head and commanding my eyes which are now firmly pinned to your rustling rhythm a crisp distraction the type that lingers on... for days... nights... weeks... unwilted by time preserved in my mind a renaissance of the heart and soul a beautiful, crisp distraction
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Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
distraction
you sweep in a like a gust of leaves turning my head and commanding my eyes which are now firmly pinned to your rustling rhythm a crisp distraction the type that lingers on... for days... nights... weeks... unwilted by time preserved in my mind a renaissance of the heart and soul a beautiful, crisp distraction
Sometimes its the small victories
#heart#soul#new#distraction#crisp#fresh#renaissance
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craigapogee
Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
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