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Your eyes remind me, anywhere from a dark roast coffee so scalding hot you feel the burn before making contact; To The sweet harmonic wave of the tallest sweet grass.
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Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 1:51 PM UTC
Hazle eyes.
Your eyes remind me, anywhere from a dark roast coffee so scalding hot you feel the burn before making contact; To The sweet harmonic wave of the tallest sweet grass.
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Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 1:51 PM UTC
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