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At the bakery, they wink at me How fast the little ones grow up, eh? Almond Dacquoise Shiny laughs. I tip generously because I can't think of anything to say. We strain under the weight of our smiles. At home, I climb into my closet and eat the whole thing by shivering forkful.
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Jul 5, 2019
Jul 5, 2019 at 8:23 AM UTC
Dacquoise
At the bakery, they wink at me How fast the little ones grow up, eh? Almond Dacquoise Shiny laughs. I tip generously because I can't think of anything to say. We strain under the weight of our smiles. At home, I climb into my closet and eat the whole thing by shivering forkful.
happy birthday to me. sorry it's been a while, a short one to warm up again.
chichee
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19/F/Sydney
Jul 5, 2019
Jul 5, 2019 at 8:23 AM UTC
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