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Cigarettes and summer nights The fireflies are blinking lights, Dampened grass on naked feet A gentle hush, of wind through wheat Stars are out, and moon is round This field of mine is scarce of sound Rich in light and textures full, It’s in my mind, I feel its pull
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Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 12:23 AM UTC
Cigarettes and summer nights
Cigarettes and summer nights The fireflies are blinking lights, Dampened grass on naked feet A gentle hush, of wind through wheat Stars are out, and moon is round This field of mine is scarce of sound Rich in light and textures full, It’s in my mind, I feel its pull
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mc17309
19/M/Madison, WI
Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 12:23 AM UTC
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