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i was built for gentle summer afternoons where the trees reflect in my eyes and the sun can only hope to be as bright as your smile. these grueling lonely nights are foreign to me like the faces you see every day but dont know the names of. i wasnt made for this.
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Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:08 PM UTC
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i was built for gentle summer afternoons where the trees reflect in my eyes and the sun can only hope to be as bright as your smile. these grueling lonely nights are foreign to me like the faces you see every day but dont know the names of. i wasnt made for this.
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21/Non-binary/Bloomington, IN
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:08 PM UTC
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