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Crickets now chirping and cars in the distance. Feeling the earth questioning this existence. How others live is not my worry. My concern is my own inner hung jury. What is real and what is not and why are we in this frying *** What truly matters, though, at the end of the day is the energy coursing when feeling this way: when I think of my man and our plans and our goals and how closely we hold the molding of this growth and explore each experience deliriously true. At the end of the day, all my thoughts turn to you.
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May 16, 2021
May 16, 2021 at 1:30 AM UTC
Deliriously
Crickets now chirping and cars in the distance. Feeling the earth questioning this existence. How others live is not my worry. My concern is my own inner hung jury. What is real and what is not and why are we in this frying *** What truly matters, though, at the end of the day is the energy coursing when feeling this way: when I think of my man and our plans and our goals and how closely we hold the molding of this growth and explore each experience deliriously true. At the end of the day, all my thoughts turn to you.
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May 16, 2021
May 16, 2021 at 1:30 AM UTC
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