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I still see the trees and feel the wind that gently shakes the leaves and the big buildings when the light is fading and the evening is more than a promise that people going back home like ghosts of June can't keep even though Milano is looking great and you come to me and say hello pumpkin can we live in this park forever and eat melon.
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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 5:04 PM UTC
hello pumpkin
I still see the trees and feel the wind that gently shakes the leaves and the big buildings when the light is fading and the evening is more than a promise that people going back home like ghosts of June can't keep even though Milano is looking great and you come to me and say hello pumpkin can we live in this park forever and eat melon.
Thinking of someone, a long time ago, another city, and I'm not sure if it happened that way or it is just my imagination.
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gonzalobartleby
39/M/London, UK
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 5:04 PM UTC
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