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Our days roll away like dropped coins. Individual moments are continually lost, Often never to be reflected upon again. But the epochs of a full life remain, Safeguarded by the cushions of our couch, Waiting for when we are in need of a treat.
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Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 5:01 PM UTC
Couch Coins
Our days roll away like dropped coins. Individual moments are continually lost, Often never to be reflected upon again. But the epochs of a full life remain, Safeguarded by the cushions of our couch, Waiting for when we are in need of a treat.
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the-half-blood-prince
24/M/Alberta Canada
Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 5:01 PM UTC
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