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I had this beautiful dream of myself looking through my window to see that there was a downpour And there was a row of single file juveniles walking with their rain gear I thought this storm would wash them away but I'm trying to be one of those children Their neon pink and yellow therapy gave me a shock
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Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 10:06 PM UTC
Marching Raindrops
I had this beautiful dream of myself looking through my window to see that there was a downpour And there was a row of single file juveniles walking with their rain gear I thought this storm would wash them away but I'm trying to be one of those children Their neon pink and yellow therapy gave me a shock
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Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 10:06 PM UTC
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