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DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, the world turning inside out---no such thing as salted mint:) like a wild hint taste a glimpse of salted mint tackle the caramel passions cinnamon enchantment of imagines no bit of lost roses happiness in measured red doses remain in the lavender's fair violet to hesitate the sour act of deficit to refuse the golden boil of the sun bring a stop to the good from miscalculating the sum                                                                                   -----ravenfeels
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Jul 10, 2021
Jul 10, 2021 at 12:06 PM UTC
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DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, the world turning inside out---no such thing as salted mint:) like a wild hint taste a glimpse of salted mint tackle the caramel passions cinnamon enchantment of imagines no bit of lost roses happiness in measured red doses remain in the lavender's fair violet to hesitate the sour act of deficit to refuse the golden boil of the sun bring a stop to the good from miscalculating the sum                                                                                   -----ravenfeels
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Jul 10, 2021
Jul 10, 2021 at 12:06 PM UTC
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