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autumnal leaves scent your hair weaving the reverie of stranger summers of smoke and arboreal decay bone-fingers, ceramic mug shivering *** under the wool these septembers bewitch me, their wincing smile- how good it is to feel so sad.
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Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 8:52 PM UTC
happy sad september.
autumnal leaves scent your hair weaving the reverie of stranger summers of smoke and arboreal decay bone-fingers, ceramic mug shivering *** under the wool these septembers bewitch me, their wincing smile- how good it is to feel so sad.
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Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 8:52 PM UTC
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