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The smell of the grass reminds me of home The old "hello's" ring through The bark of the tree reminds me of ice cream cones Cold vanilla made my fingers move The texture of this rope reminds me of old The smell of the air reminds me of hope
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Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 12:28 AM UTC
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The smell of the grass reminds me of home The old "hello's" ring through The bark of the tree reminds me of ice cream cones Cold vanilla made my fingers move The texture of this rope reminds me of old The smell of the air reminds me of hope
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Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 12:28 AM UTC
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