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is that we find the most extravagant things lying down wallowing in simplicity no thing is nothing when everything has something to be given like big sweater wrist cuffs scuffing the sidewalk when placing a ceramic mug on the small mountain range that is the pavement like the smell of delicate drops of dew nectar cascading down tomato leaves in the early morning like just off center just blurry Polaroid photographs taken hastily in the moment of creation that are now favored memories what I love most about my people are all the little things
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Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 12:25 AM UTC
what I love about my people
is that we find the most extravagant things lying down wallowing in simplicity no thing is nothing when everything has something to be given like big sweater wrist cuffs scuffing the sidewalk when placing a ceramic mug on the small mountain range that is the pavement like the smell of delicate drops of dew nectar cascading down tomato leaves in the early morning like just off center just blurry Polaroid photographs taken hastily in the moment of creation that are now favored memories what I love most about my people are all the little things
i'm trying to be positive
LunaMoth
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Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 12:25 AM UTC
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