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Spring love. If either of us dies Tomorrow It will be in celebration of Winter passing. Spring smells nice. Us Norwegians live by The weather. When the Hair stays on her Pillow we both Shave Like there's no Tomorrow. I spell "love" however I want. Death adores its Favourites. Life and Love hold hands and Walk. We walk a lot.
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 2:33 PM UTC
Cells and Such (She has Problems with Eye Contact)
Spring love. If either of us dies Tomorrow It will be in celebration of Winter passing. Spring smells nice. Us Norwegians live by The weather. When the Hair stays on her Pillow we both Shave Like there's no Tomorrow. I spell "love" however I want. Death adores its Favourites. Life and Love hold hands and Walk. We walk a lot.
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 2:33 PM UTC
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