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light bleeds past curtains stale bread waits with cold coffee bills slipped through the door
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Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 6:35 PM UTC
Gone. Girl.
light bleeds past curtains stale bread waits with cold coffee bills slipped through the door
cordelia-rilo
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Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 6:35 PM UTC
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