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Summers spent beneath shades of Sycamore trees Rest in blue velvet arms collapsing in between Two feet would touch the ground waltzing endlessly Scream till our lungs burst out; California dreaming Oh! How I'd wish you'd know that stars shine above these fileds I wouldn't want it any other way Blood gushing through these streams
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May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 8:56 AM UTC
April; a month hanging by its threads
Summers spent beneath shades of Sycamore trees Rest in blue velvet arms collapsing in between Two feet would touch the ground waltzing endlessly Scream till our lungs burst out; California dreaming Oh! How I'd wish you'd know that stars shine above these fileds I wouldn't want it any other way Blood gushing through these streams
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May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 8:56 AM UTC
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