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too focused on the falling of leaves the grass growing and I miss them heights of tallness grows without me straight up pines forests apple bloom sweetness pearls in shells diamonds treasures grow faster than sunrises leaving amazed me to catch glimpses when day goes into nights
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Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 4:41 AM UTC
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too focused on the falling of leaves the grass growing and I miss them heights of tallness grows without me straight up pines forests apple bloom sweetness pearls in shells diamonds treasures grow faster than sunrises leaving amazed me to catch glimpses when day goes into nights
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Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 4:41 AM UTC
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