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The days after school, like heaven slipping through your fingers, no longer in our youth, forever trapped in our age. longing for the days, after school
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Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 12:38 PM UTC
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The days after school, like heaven slipping through your fingers, no longer in our youth, forever trapped in our age. longing for the days, after school
Samual_Hidden
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21/M/Washington
Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 12:38 PM UTC
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