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a whimper in the meadow saying love like life is natural, under trickling willows, everybody knows that only the wind can stir this arbor and gepetto was an outlier- if it’s breeze that moves the world and the still stays still til stirred, you must be the swaying air and this love, these words, are yours
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Mar 12, 2017
Mar 12, 2017 at 1:16 PM UTC
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a whimper in the meadow saying love like life is natural, under trickling willows, everybody knows that only the wind can stir this arbor and gepetto was an outlier- if it’s breeze that moves the world and the still stays still til stirred, you must be the swaying air and this love, these words, are yours
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Mar 12, 2017
Mar 12, 2017 at 1:16 PM UTC
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