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the woods behind that house her piercing stare that knows all your secrets dragonflies flying around her obnoxious yet charming socks singing without a care in the world nature your childhood home naps in the middle of the day the feeling when you’ve just cleaned your room telling stories around the campfire her gait through the fields barefaced and beautiful
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Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 8:21 PM UTC
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the woods behind that house her piercing stare that knows all your secrets dragonflies flying around her obnoxious yet charming socks singing without a care in the world nature your childhood home naps in the middle of the day the feeling when you’ve just cleaned your room telling stories around the campfire her gait through the fields barefaced and beautiful
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Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 8:21 PM UTC
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