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my veil stares out the window whenever it can see months it has hung it is pinned purposely uneven our conversation goes rather well "the gusts of wind!" we see eye to eye
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC
alackaday
my veil stares out the window whenever it can see months it has hung it is pinned purposely uneven our conversation goes rather well "the gusts of wind!" we see eye to eye
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC
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