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Time has felt like wandering in soft colored lips. It was cold last we watched water break on sand. Skipping the days lesson wasn't important kissing you was.
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Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 6:01 PM UTC
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Time has felt like wandering in soft colored lips. It was cold last we watched water break on sand. Skipping the days lesson wasn't important kissing you was.
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Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 6:01 PM UTC
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