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our parents tell us to believe in broken things like unicorns and wishes on shooting stars why do they fill the world with magic now I cannot stop looking
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Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 10:35 PM UTC
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our parents tell us to believe in broken things like unicorns and wishes on shooting stars why do they fill the world with magic now I cannot stop looking
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Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 10:35 PM UTC
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