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rather than the pretty rose, that was showered with praise and poise and sunshine smiles, the mimosa plant always was pricked by the curious calico cat, curling into itself and if i were to do the same, would i disappear too?
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Apr 28, 2021
Apr 28, 2021 at 2:17 AM UTC
mimosa
rather than the pretty rose, that was showered with praise and poise and sunshine smiles, the mimosa plant always was pricked by the curious calico cat, curling into itself and if i were to do the same, would i disappear too?
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Apr 28, 2021
Apr 28, 2021 at 2:17 AM UTC
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