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Once upon a time I climbed a tree, up here I was carefree. But as I reached the top, an invite of views now gifted upon me. Could I breath in these views of grandeur, as I leaned on a sore knee. I'll never give up majestic illustrations, this sight I gaze upon beyond expectations.
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Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 5:15 PM UTC
ClimbIng Trees As A Child
Once upon a time I climbed a tree, up here I was carefree. But as I reached the top, an invite of views now gifted upon me. Could I breath in these views of grandeur, as I leaned on a sore knee. I'll never give up majestic illustrations, this sight I gaze upon beyond expectations.
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Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 5:15 PM UTC
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