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Sniffing powdered white off my nannas vintage mirror My inheritance, My dignity gone Nannas old, she's dying Told me stories about the fairies in her head Dancing her to sleep each night Would dance upon my head ....
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 4:15 AM UTC
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Sniffing powdered white off my nannas vintage mirror My inheritance, My dignity gone Nannas old, she's dying Told me stories about the fairies in her head Dancing her to sleep each night Would dance upon my head ....
tamika-dakota
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 4:15 AM UTC
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